Ater the mall

If you read my stories you will know that I finally was able to meet my friend who, to protect her identity, I called Sandy. Actually I must confess--Sandy's real name is Sally. I met Sally here and have gone absolutely crazy for her. Sally is an incredibly gorgeous girl about my age, a stunning tall brunette with an awesome smile and a toned body. A runner, her long legs are firm and her bottom is to die for. I worship her and she knows it. In fact, she is assuming a dominant role in our relationship.

You will recall that I had just graduated from the University and happily living as a woman, even though I still have my boy parts, which, when aroused, measure a nice eight inches. I’m tall and slender, with long legs and a tight little bottom. I have longish sandy blonde hair and b-cup breasts as I have only been on hormones for just a couple of years. My nipples are long, and very sensitive. I keep my nails painted and my makeup expertly done. All in all I am considered to be an attractive young lady and few know that I was formerly a young man.

Sally and I had gone to the mall and ended up at Victoria's Secret. After fooling around in the dressing room, we were caught and abused by Megan, an attractive 30 something clerk at Victoria's Secret, who had the assistance of a large male whose identity was never revealed to us. Following our release from the cruel punishments that were inflicted on us, we escaped to the safety of my apartment.

Sally was still dressed in her business suit-short black skirt and matching tailored jacket, hose, and heels, her long dark hair pulled back. I was dressed in my simple skirt, cotton blouse, and knee highs with my saddle shoes. My long blonde hair was in a pony tail.

We arrived at my apartment and I showed my dear Sally my home. My apartment is somewhat unusual, as I have decorated it with silks, pastels, and feminine things I have a special room that I hoped to show Sally. A bit of a dungeon, it is darker with ropes, toys and other things for the amusement of my guest.

Sally was somewhat cross with me, as I had initiated the play at Victoria's Secret that led to our capture and eventual abuse. I looked in her beautiful eyes, my makeup still askew from my tears at the mall. I love her very much and did not want her to be cross with me. I went to her, held her tightly, and kissed her gently. I wrapped my arms around Sally and begged her forgiveness. "You will be forgiven, eventually" Sally told me, "but first you must sooth my bottom, which is on fire from the flogging I took at the mall".

I took Sally to my bedroom and slipped her jacket off. I slowly unbuttoned her silky blouse and unzipped her skirt. She stood there, stunning, in just her black bra and panties and stockings. I fell to my knees and slowly sIid her stockings down her fabulous legs, being ever so careful so as to not run them. I retrieved some body lotion and invited Sally to lay down on my large soft bed. I slid down her panties and revealed the welts that Megan had inflicted. I poured the soothing lotion on my love's crimson bottom and lovingly began to massage it in. Sally cooed, relaxing with each gentle touch of her bum. I poured more of the sweet smelling lotion on Sally's back, and gently massaged her back and shoulders, tracing my fingertips from the cute little dimples above her gorgeous bottom up her spine to her beautiful neck. She relaxed more and allowed me to unhook her bra so that I could rub her entire back.

As I gently massaged Sally, I was immersed in her beauty and my absolute unconditional love for her. She owned me, and she knew it. "How about rubbing my legs, my little subie" Sandy cooed. I poured more of the floral lotion on her legs, and massaged her calf muscles, which are firm and tight. As I admired my dear Sally, I was becoming aroused, and I felt my boy part growing in my panties. I hoped Sally would not notice, as I was here to meet her needs, not mine.

Sally rolled over and I applied more lotion to her tummy. I massaged higher, caressing her gorgeous breasts, rolling my soft fingertips over her nipples. My state of arousal was becoming more intense, my boy part growing and peeking out of my panties, which is understandable, as I had watched Sally being pleasured at the mall without any release for me. Sally relaxed more, and told me that I was nearly forgiven. Sally then instructed me to retrieve the packages from the mall. I did as my love requested, obediently bringing the bags to the bedroom. Sally selected the Victoria's Secret bag and retrieved the whip that Megan had used on her that very afternoon. Sally then asked to see my special room, which I had described for her in one of our countless emails.

I took Sally's hand and led her to the play room. It was dimly lit, but enough light to make out the various toys and assorted restraints waiting for Sally's pleasure. As we entered, Sally ran her hand down my tummy and brushed against my now fully erect boy part, to which Sally exclaimed "Ricki, you are very naughty. You should be pleasing me, not yourself. You must be punished".

Sally made me undress, leaving only my pink panties. She led me to a wooden cross and expertly bound my wrists and ankles, exposing my panty covered bottom. Sally then slid the panties down and lightly laughed at my predicament. Here was her tall, slender girlfriend, bound, helpless, her tight little bottom exposed for Sally's pleasure. I knew what was coming, relishing it and dreading it at the same time. Sally retrieved her bag and pulled out nipple clamps, which she clipped onto my hard nipples. It hurt, but it was an erotic pain that I felt. Sally then caressed my bottom, as if sizing up her prey. Then I felt, and heard, the crack of the whip, as Sally first gently, then more intensely applied the crop to my bottom. "You must take your punishment, my little subie" Sally cooed as she continued to stroke my bum. The pain I felt was intense, but yet pleasurable. How could this gorgeous creature who I admire spank her girlfriend like this?

Soon it was over, and I felt Sally's loving hands rubbing lotion into my welts. As she did so, she caressed my firm breasts, pulling lightly on my nipples. I was hard again, and Sally knew it. She ran her nails down my firm flat tummy only to encounter my now inflamed boy part, throbbing, begging for release.

Sally untied my bonds and told me I was forgiven. I fell to my knees and thanked her. I then took Sally to my bedroom where we fell into a passionate embrace-two beautiful girls kissing, licking and holding each other.

I professed my love for Sally, and slowly kissed my way down her neck, her shoulders, to her lovely firm breasts. I took one of Sally's hard nipples between my lips and gently ran the tip of my tongue over and around it, causing it to bud out more and more. I kissed my way down her flat tummy, paying close attention to her belly button. I felt the heat of her privates, and lowered my lips to her clean shaven pussy, running my tongue around and around it, teasing her clitoris and letting the anticipation build. I loved her scent, so delicate, yet so erotic, and plunged my tongue into her. Sally moaned, arched her back and pulled my long blonde hair as I continued my love play. I wetted one finger and lightly stroked her pussy lips, sliding my finger deeper with each stroke as I kissed and licked her clitoris. I felt Sally's tightness around my finger, and my boy parts throbbed, longing to be where my finger was. I soon sensed Sally's breathing becoming erratic, her moans more audible, and then, in a flash, Sally arched her back, pulled my hair and pressed her wetness firmly against my tongue, releasing her pent up desires in an explosion of wetness and girl cum. I was on fire, and so was Sally.

My face damp with Sally's cum, I kissed my way back up her tummy and ran my tongue over her breasts. Sally was still breathing heavily, so I kissed her neck and gently nibbled on her. Our tongues met, out lips crushed against each other, and I wrapped my arms around my love. I was throbbing, my boy part now at its glorious peak, sneaking out of my silky panties and resting on Sally's thigh. As we kissed and touched, I felt the head of my boy part rub against Sally's wetness, slightly parting her lips, but not entering. We continued kissing, teasing, and prolonging the play, and I wondered if Sally would allow me the release I so desperately needed and wanted.

Sally pushed me on my back, reached down and pulled my hardness to her wetness, slowly, slowly lowering herself on it as we stared into each other's eyes. She was in control, even in this most intimate moment, taking me deeper and deeper into her wetness. Sally felt so wonderful, tight, wet, and wrapped around me. She then began to stroke as I suckled her firm nipples, her long brown hair falling around my face. Faster and more urgently she stroked, moaning quietly at first, then grinding passionately against me, taking all of me deep inside of her. I felt her approaching climax, and tried to resist my own explosion. Sally thrust herself onto me, deeper, harder, and my longer strokes led to another release for my dear Sally. I felt her throbbing, her climax more intense than any I had experienced with Sally, her wetness flooding my tummy and thighs.

Sally's moans of pleasure put me over the edge, and I cried out "I'm going to cum, my dear..." and then I did. It was the most intense orgasm ever, building deep in my tummy and running through my engorged boy part. I spurted and spurted, shooting my hot seed deep inside my love. Sally looked lovingly into my eyes, accepting my seed deep in her womb.

After we made love, we held each other for hours, kissing, loving, and caressing. More about that to come.