"Get us both a glass of wine," she commanded.

Chrissy scampered into the kitchen and found glasses on a rack and the wine in the refrigerator. She brought both glasses out being careful not to spill any. Chrissy handed a glass to Fire and then carefully sat on the sofa across from her. The beautiful woman sipped her wine and stared at Chrissy's body. Chrissy lowered her head and sipped her wine.

"Stand up," she commanded quietly. Chrissy quickly rose to her feet and stood there holding her wine.

"Turn around slowly, I want to get a good look at you,"

Chrissy slowly turned around pausing in each profile and with her back to the Domme.

"Very nice, you look absolutely edible. Take off your dress," she commanded. Chrissy put her wine glass down and quickly unzipped the back of her dress.

"Stop!" Fire cried. Chrissy's hands froze instantly.

"Not like that, slowly, like a strip tease," she said.

Chrissy blushed and began to sway her hips, She felt ridiculous as she turned and slowly exposed her back and then turned holding the dress up over her breasts. She let the top drop to expose her black lacy bra. Fire took in a sharp, appreciative breath, which made Chrissy beam.

She held her breasts in her hands and forced them up and out and then let her hands trail down to her hips where she hooked her fingers into the elastic of her dress. With a mischievous grin she turned and bent at the waist and the wiggled her hips as she pulled the skirt down. When it was in a pile on the floor at her feet she stood up and turned around. She was wearing only her black bra and panties with the lacey black garter belt, stockings and her heels.

Fire stared at her for a while and then she spoke. "Not too bad, but you need work. Maybe I'll loan you to Queenie later so you can get some practice," she said.

"Queenie?"

"She's another friend. She owns a strip club in the village that caters to lesbians," Fire said as she rose. Chrissy shivered. She would never be able to do that, but even more the simple statement chilled her. Fire said it like she was property to be loaned out. She realized that she was getting excited again just thinking of being owned.

Fire stood in front of her now, her beautiful face was cold and devoid of any expression or warmth. With brutal suddenness she delivered a backhanded slap to Chrissy's face.

The slight girl was flung backwards onto the sofa. She was too shocked to be upset at first and then the painful sting arrived.

"That was for hesitating in the car, do it again and I will beat you unmercifully. This is your last chance to walk. I'll give you just ten seconds to decide,"

Chrissy looked at her for any sign of the friendly woman she had been but the face was cold. Her voice was hard as she counted down. Chrissy's mind was suddenly very lucid.

"Stop!" she said softly when Fire hit six. The tall woman glowered down on her. Chrissy screwed up her courage and met the Domme's withering glare.

"There is no need to count further Mistress, I have already decided. I want to be yours," Chrissy said. The words sounded so strange to her, but she knew emphatically that it was the truth.

Fire looked at her carefully for a moment and then her face broke into one of the warmest smiles Chrissy had ever seen. She sat down and gently stroked Chrissy's cheek.

"I am sorry for that baby doll, but I had to make sure you knew what you were getting into. I can be a real bitch at times,"

"I understand,"

"Good, now before we start you need a safe word, something that you can say if you really need me to stop,"

"Heather," Chrissy said automatically.

"Heather it is," Fire replied. She stood then and walked back to her chair where she sat again. Chrissy felt very vulnerable sitting on the sofa in her sexy lingerie while Fire was still fully clothed.

Eventually she stood and walked casually towards her bedroom. Chrissy was unsure of what to do but decided not to move until told to do so. Fire picked up a heavy wooden parson's bench and carried it to the center of the room. She then took one of the small pillows off of the leather chair and placed it on the bench. She moved to the heavy armoire and removed a beautiful wood box, from this she too out several leather straps.

"Come here," She said forcefully. Chrissy scrambled over

to stand next to her.

"Kneel," she ordered and Chrissy did so instantly. Fire took her hand and attached a leather cuff to her left wrist.

The cuff was rough black leather, but lined with something softer. A heavy metal ring was stitched into it. This was a serious cuff, not like the cheap ones Kenneth had. His were straight out of Fredrick's of Hollywood, more for role-play than anything else. She had actually broken one during a particularly heavy beating, causing him to really tear her up. She would not be able to escape from this one. The knowledge thrilled her even as it scared her.

Fire attached the second cuff to her left wrist. She placed the pillow on the bench and Amber noticed that tiny marks were notched into the bench and the pillow fit perfectly between them.

"Lean over," Fire demanded and Chrissy complied. The bench had decorative hearts cut out in the legs and Fire pulled a strap through each of these to secure her arms. Chrissy was impressed with the improvisation. The bench looked perfectly in place with the apartment's decor but was ideally suited for restraining a victim. Clever.

A strap was placed around each thigh and cuffs were placed on her ankles. Fire stood and walked to the closet and returned with a spreader bar. She attached this and then cranked it outward until Chrissy felt like her legs were going to be torn off.

Fire stopped and returned to the front of the bench and leaned into the straps taking all the slack out, this forced Ambers ass high into the air. She stepped back and wiped her brow while she admired her handy work. Chrissy felt her panties pulled tight and wondered why Fire had not had her remove them before she was trussed.

Fire walked to the bedroom and returned with a thin vibrator and some other items. She placed these out of sight and then sat down in front of Chrissy.

"Do you know what this is?" she asked as she held up the small vibe, it was blue, about three inches long and had a delicate chain with a pull ring attached.

"It's a vibrator,"

"It's not just any vibrator," she said as she gently stroked it.

"It isn't?"

"No, it's special vibe. I'll show you why," with that she rose and walked around behind Chrissy. Chrissy felt her strong fingers as they caressed her ass. Fire stroked her a bit and then Chrissy heard the vibe begin to hum. She felt Fire move her panties aside and then she slipped the small vibe into her. Amber groaned as it entered her wet passage,

Fire pressed it deeper until Chrissy felt her lips close over it. Fire gave her panties a vicious yank upwards. This had the effect of driving the slick material between her lips and her ass cheeks and holding the small vibe inside.

Fire walked back around and sat again. She held up a blindfold and some earplugs.

"It has a six hour plus battery and as you can tell it produces an intense vibration for its size," Fire said quietly. Chrissy nodded, it felt like the little machine was shaking her insides apart.

"Now, I am going to take a long bath and get ready.

These should help you concentrate on your new little friend," she said with an evil laugh. She pressed the earplugs in and then placed the blindfold on her.

Chrissy was suddenly in a dark world of her own. No sounds penetrated the night and no light. She could feel the wood of the bench and the leather on her wrists, ankles and thighs, but she was strapped down so tightly that she could not move. She could feel the satin of her panties pressed tightly against her pussy and ass and above all she could feel the little vibe. It buzzed away with it's own contained joy and she realized the cruelty of her predicament.

With nothing to look at or hear and no room to move her mind was forced to focus on the vibe. It was humming away relentlessly but held inside so that she could not get any contact with her tingling clit. She was cunningly secured so that she could not bring her self into contact with anything, or even squeeze her thighs together. She shuddered as the small vibe continued to work inside her. How long would Fire leave her like this? What did she say? Six hours? She would go insane long before that. Chrissy began to struggle in her bonds.

When that proved fruitless she tried to squeeze the vibe out by contracting her inner muscles, but her panties kept it snugly in place and by tightening her muscles she only made it feel more intense. In this dark, silent world time had no meaning. She tried to make her mind focus on something, anything other than the relentlessly vibrating intruder. No matter what she tried her mind was focused on it and she felt herself becoming incredibly wet. How long now? Minutes? Hours? She had no idea. Her mind flashed to the club and the blonde with her head between Ash's thighs.

She saw each detail in unbelievable detail.

She was moaning now, humping against her bonds in a vain effort to find release. Her mind was totally absorbed with the vibe and its incessant movements within her. She groaned in frustration as the maddening stimulation continued unabated.

With a blinding flash the blindfold was pulled from her eyes and the earplugs from her ears. She blinked several times adjusting to the light. She could hear her own ragged breathing now. She could not see her, but Fire pulled the vibrator from within her with an audible plopping sound.

"Well did my little baby enjoy that?" she asked in a sweet voice. She stepped around into Chrissy's vision. Chrissy was dumbstruck.

Fire wore a purple leather bustier with cut outs in strategic places. Chrissy could see her large firm breasts and the darker pink of her vulva between her thighs. Her legs were encased in leather thigh boots with four inch gold spikes. She wore a leather mask that allowed her to see but hid her features from Chrissy's view. She was standing close and Chrissy's eyes were drawn to her sex. It was darker than her skin and a thin film of something white showed between the pouting lips. She felt her stomach turn.

"I think she did," Fire said holding up the glistening little vibe. She laughed deeply and tossed it onto a mat that lay just within Chrissy's line of sight.

"And how does Mummy's little baby feel?" she asked.

"That was unfair," Chrissy said. Her body was still tingling and she needed release, but she hated being patronized. She had always been small and the butt of countless jokes throughout her life. Nothing would set her off like calling her childish or treating her as less than an adult. She had had too many people ask if she was working

a summer job at the office.

"Hmm, you are being a bad little girl. You know what happens to bad little girls? Fire said in that insulting voice. It was like she was talking to a small child.

"Fuck you, this was a mistake. I'm not a dyke like you, let me go!" Chrissy demanded. Fire had hit upon one of her pet peeves and her anger was overcoming her arousal. What's more her rational mind was beginning to assert itself again.

She realized that the idea of touching another woman was suddenly very revolting to her. It had seemed all right in fantasy, but in reality she just wasn't into it.

"My, my, such a bad little girl. And such foul language. Mommy will have to punish you now," Fire said in the same tone.

"Let me go you crazy bitch!" Chrissy nearly screamed. She fought against her bonds but they gave not at all.

Fire smiled and moved out of her sight, she heard rummaging and then the large woman returned with a leather whip in her hand. She uncoiled the wicked looking lash and snapped it in front of Chrissy.

"You need to beg forgiveness and promise to be a good little girl," Fire said, her tone still insulting.

"Let me go or I will scream," Amber threatened.

"Of course you will scream. Do you take me for an idiot? These walls are well proofed against sound, so scream to your hearts content, no one will hear," she said sweetly.

With a motion that was almost too fast to see she cracked the whip inches from Amber's face. Chrissy shrieked in surprise.

"No, please. Heather," she said hopefully.

"You will have to tell me about this Heather some day,"

Fire said as she limbered her arm. She swished the whip a few times and then looked directly at Chrissy.

"Now, are you going to be a good little girl and apologize to mummy or am I going to have to punish you?" she said.

"You said that was my safe word! You lied to me!" Chrissy screamed.

"So I did," Fire said easily. Chrissy began to struggle again.

"Last chance," Fire said. Chrissy licked her suddenly very dry lips, try as she might she couldn't pry her eyes from the cruel whip.

"Up yours!" she managed at last.

"All right my bad little girl, but you can end this whenever you want," Fire said. Chrissy closed her eyes and grimaced hoping not to give the bitch any satisfaction. The first blow landed on her back with a cracking sound and a scream of pain was torn from her. The next lash landed and she screamed again. White-hot pain shot through her and blotted out all other sensation. Again the whip landed but this time it curled around her buttock and cracked against her wide open pussy. The pain was indescribable. Chrissy screamed until her voice cracked. The lash fell again and again punishing her beyond endurance. Amber strained and twisted in her bonds until she was spent and still the lash fell.

"Enough!" she cried at the top of her voice.

Fire stopped immediately. She was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and her eyes were burning with an unholy fire.

"Are you going to be a good little girl now?" she said in that same voice. Chrissy was too limp to reply and just nodded her head.

"Say it," the Domme commanded.

"I..will, be a good.. little girl," Chrissy panted.

"And I am soo sorry for my language mummy," the woman prompted.

"And I am so sorry for my language, mummy," she said as she bit back to keep from retching.

"Very good Chrissy, you are getting so grown up," Fire taunted as she moved out of Chrissy’s line of sight. She returned and stood there with her chin in her hand. The whip was coiled on her hip.

"Now what shall we do? I know, it's past your dinnertime! I'm sorry baby," she said as she knelt before Chrissy.

Chrissy found herself looking up at the beautiful woman's breasts. They were very large and the skin looked velvety soft. Her nipples stood out proudly from the darker aureoles. Amber had never examined another woman's breasts at such close quarters. She couldn't take her eyes off them.

"Well go ahead baby," Fire said gently. Chrissy stared at her blankly and Fire laughed.

"All babies have to breast feed and mummy has hers ready for you," she said mockingly.

Chrissy realized what the woman wanted, but she hesitated. Fire gently stroked the whip and Chrissy shrank from her as much as her bonds would allow. Fire laughed and pressed her nipple against Chrissy's quivering lips. Chrissy knew she had to do it and she parted her lips. Fire's nipple slipped into her mouth.

Chrissy was unsure of what to do but Fire gently stroked her cheek and cooed "Suck tity baby, roll your tongue all over that golden nipple. All babies need to be breast fed and Mummy's going to feed you three times a day from now on,"

Chrissy sucked gently as first, but then with more pressure. She rolled her tongue around the hard nipple. It tasted slightly salty and at the same time sweet, and soon she was pulling at the nipple just like a child suckling.

Fire let her finger slide between her thighs and she slowly stroked herself as Chrissy nursed. After a while Fire pulled her right nipple out of Chrissy’s mouth with a popping sound. Before the small blonde could do anything Fire pressed her left nipple against the soft lips and felt the little woman began to suck contentedly. Chrissy was only vaguely aware of the fact that Fire was working herself towards orgasm with her hands. She was very aroused now and as much as it shamed her she found that she loved sucking on Fire's breasts.

Fire's body shuddered and she pulled away leaving Chrissy with nothing in her mouth. The big woman shuddered and moaned as her orgasm ripped through her. Chrissy could only watch and feel her own pussy twitching. Finally the black woman stood up and smiled.

"That was very nice baby, but look at the mess you have made," she said indicating her now soaked pussy. She moved closer until her pubic mound was only inches from Chrissy's face. Chrissy could see the dark lips and the bright pink inner folds. Fire's entire pussy was covered with a thick coating of her juices and Chrissy shuddered when Fire moved even closer.

"Come on baby, clean up your mess. Mummy's waiting," she mocked.

Chrissy clamped her lips tight and turned her head away from Fire. She did not care how hard she was beaten; she just could not do this.

"No?" Fire questioned. Chrissy shook her head emphatically.

Fire shrugged and walked away. Chrissy could hear her rummaging around behind her. Walking back into Chrissy's line of sight Fire sat down abruptly and holding the long blue feather began to stroke it. In her other hand she held a pair of shears. She watched Chrissy's eyes intently until the importance of the feather suddenly dawned on her.

"No!" Amber exclaimed.

Fire laughed and crawled towards the trussed woman.

"No, you can't. I'll go insane," Chrissy pleaded. She was extremely ticklish and she plunged in the bonds trying to escape.

Ignoring her plea's Fire moved to Chrissy's side and let the tip of the feather trace over her victims shoulder, then to the sensitive area of her armpit. A screech burst from Chrissy's lips followed by giggling. She tested her bonds to the limits struggling in vain to avoid the feather. Fire kept up this gentle torture for a minute or two, while Chrissy writhed in her bonds. Her giggles quickly gave way to hysterical laughter. The feather was sending the most horrible sensations through her and she could only laugh and plead for Fire to stop. Fire continued a moment longer then removed the feather. Chrissy's body immediately slumped in her bonds. Her breathing was labored and tears streaked her face.

Fire moved to Chrissy's rear leaving her field of vision.

Sitting cross-legged between the tied woman's legs she examined her ass. Red welts crisscrossed her back, standing out a stark read against her pale skin. Chrissy felt the cold caress of the shears and knew that her panties had been cut off of her body. She blushed as she realized it would be obvious to her Domme that she was very aroused.

Chrissy's pussy was wet and Fire could smell her arousal.

The lips were swollen and had parted to reveal her inner folds. Like a delicate pink flower Fire thought as she licked her lips. Then she took the feather and traced along the outer lips.

At the first touch of the maddening feather on her lips

Chrissy screamed and began to struggle like a mad woman. Fire ignored this and continued to work the feather over her victim's most sensitive parts. After a while chrissy could shriek no more. It was all she could do to breath. She heard herself begging incoherently for the torture to stop.

Fire knew that Chrissy was now close to passing out. Her pussy was inflamed and her clit standing erect, totally out of its protective hood. The combination of sexual frustration and the devilish torture had her on the brink of fainting.

With a final flourish Fire pulled the feather away. Chrissy slumped in her bonds. Her breathing was ragged and she was covered in a sheen of sweat. Chrissy couldn't seem to get enough oxygen and she was light headed. Her pussy was on fire and the tickling had left it itching like mad. She struggled to ease the maddening itch, but to no avail.

Fire stood before her again. Chrissy was sickened to see that the woman’s pussy was even wetter than before. She knew that she would have to lick her clean; she could not take any more of the feather. She would loose her mind.

Fire caught up a handful of her hair and jerked her head up. Her eyes bored into Chrissy's.

"Ready to clean up your mess little girl?" she mocked.

"Yes,' Chrissy mouthed.

"Yes what?"

"Yes mummy,"

"I will only ask once more, Yes mummy what?" she said with mock sweetness.

"Yes mummy, I am ready to clean up my mess," Chrissy nearly shouted.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Mummy, I'm sure,"

"So you want to lick my hot wet pussy?"

"Yes mummy," Chrissy choked.

"Yes mummy I want to lick your hot wet pussy!" she blurted when she saw Fire's hand reaching towards the feather on the floor.

"Really?" Fire asked, still staring into her eyes.

"Really mummy,"

"Well, if you really want to I guess you can,"

"Thank you mummy," Chrissy replied dutifully. Fire slowly thrust her hips forward but stopped well short of Chrissy's face.

"Of course only a dirty little dyke would want to lick my wet pussy, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes, mummy, only a dirty little dyke would want to lick your pussy," she chocked as tears welled in her eyes.

"So what does that make you?" Fire said sweetly. For a split second it seemed as if Chrissy would not be able to say it. Fire let her hand stray towards the feather.

"It makes me a dirty little dyke, Mummy," Chrissy said.

Her humiliation was complete now. She had never felt so wretched.

"It makes you a dirty little twat licking cunt, so get

to it!" Fire said with heavy sarcasm.

She placed her feet on either side of the table and squatted at the same time pulling Chrissy's head to her soaking vagina. Chrissy's face was pressed into the dark warm crevice. The first thing to hit her was the overwhelming scent of Fire's arousal. It was a strong musky scent and her nostrils were dripping with it almost instantly. It was strong but not unpleasant. Her lips and nose were pushed right into Fire's hot pussy.

"Lick baby, get that tongue to work," Fire commanded huskily.

Chrissy tentatively parted her lips and stuck her tongue out. It was instantly coated in Fire's copious juices. It tasted sweet and tangy at the same time with a musky undertone and just slightly salty. Chrissy had never tasted anything like it before. She had barely begun to lick when Fire began to jog her hips, literally humping Amber's face.

"Oh yea baby, lick that cunt. Get your tongue up in that hot pussy. I am going to come all over your face you dirty twat licking dyke," she said as she ground her over heated pussy against Chrissy's face. It was all the small blonde could do to breath. Her face was smeared with Fire's juices and she drove her tongue against the velvety soft inner folds. The stream of vile epitaphs set her pussy on fire. She had never been so hot in her life. Never had she been so totally open and stripped of her pride and humanity.

"That's it bitch, eat that hot black pussy. You better learn to like it because you’re never getting another cock. From tonight on you are on a strict diet of cunt. Yeahh.. I am going to cum soon bitch, gets that tongue working or I will flay the hide off you!"

Chrissy felt Fires other hand wrap into her hair. The big woman pulled her face tightly to her smoldering sex.

With each thrust of her hips she pulled Chrissy's face forward. Chrissy felt like her hair was being ripped out. Her whole world was centered on Fire's pussy. It was all she could see and taste and smell. She was no longer a person; she was just a tongue, the means for her Domme to get off.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," Fire groaned as her humping reached a fever pitch. Chrissy was afraid the big woman was going to break her nose it was banging so hard against her clit.

"Here it comes bitch, all.. over.. your.. fucking.. face!" Fire nearly screamed as her hips spasmed. Chrissy was conscious of a change in Fire and then a jet of thick hot juice splattered all over her face. She nearly gagged. She had never even heard of a squirter and didn't think women did that. Her mouth was filled and she was forced to swallow to breath because her nose was pressed so far between Fire's lips she could draw no air.

By the time Fire had finished and stood chrissy was coughing. Her face was coated in Fires sweet juices and her itching pussy had her on the brink of madness. She was so hot now she would do anything for relief.

Fire sat down on the floor and recovered from her orgasm. Amber whimpered and whined as she desperately sought relief. She was still secured too tightly to do more than try futilely to move her hips.

Fire stood slowly and removed her mask. She looked at Chrissy and smiled.

"That was pretty good. You are a natural muff diver, but you need work on your technique. That's O.K. you will get plenty of practice. Well, I guess it's about bedtime, what do you think?" she asked in that mocking tone.

"Please.. Please don't leave me like this, Oh please fuck me," Chrissy begged.

Fire looked at her and then smiled and walked to her bedroom. Chrissy wailed and cried in frustration, but became immediately silent when Fire returned. Chrissy watched as

Fire set up a tripod and placed a video camera upon it.

"You look so cute with my pussy juice all over your face. I am going to hit play on this camera and then you will have to beg me to fuck you. If you can convince me you are sincere about it I will, if not, I will leave you here all night. Do you understand?" Fire explained.

"Yes, I understand," Chrissy said slowly. Fire nodded and pressed the record button.

"You're on," she said with an evil grin. Chrissy knew what that camera meant. It meant irrefutable evidence of what had happened here tonight. It could mean having her life ruined if it got into the wrong hands. She knew all this, but she didn't care. Her pussy was aching and itching and if she was left overnight she was sure she would die.

"Please mummy please. I need you to fuck me. I am so hot for you I just have to have it. I licked your juicy pussy like a good girl and made you cum, please Mummy. My little pussy is so hot for you, I have to have you, please take me,' Chrissy begged.

Fire stepped back into her view; she was holding a strap on harness fitted with a massive black dildo. Chrissy paled as she saw its dimensions. It was ten inches long and easily three around, the head looked like an apple. It was dark black and wickedly veined with several heavy ribs.

"Are you sure baby? This is a mighty big cock for a little girl like you,"

"Yes mummy, take me with your giant cock," Chrissy said in a little girl voice.

"All right baby, you did such a good job eating my pussy I guess I will do what you want," Fire said. Her back was to the camera as she stepped into the harness and Chrissy could see the triumphant smile on her face. She moved around behind the bound girl and knelt between her spread legs.

Chrissy felt her thighs against the back of her own and then she felt the cock head pressing against her swollen lips.

She felt Fire work the head up and down her slit, coating it in her juices but carefully avoiding her clit.

She squirmed and tried to bring it into contact with the huge head but Fire was far too clever for that and kept it just out of reach.

"Please mummy, please," Chrissy begged.

"Patience my little slut," Fire said. Chrissy felt the head pressing against her then, her slick lips parted but it stopped against her entrance. Fire held it with one hand to keep it on target and grasped Amber's hip with her other, she then leaned into it.

"Ooooooowwwwwwwwwwww," Chrissy groaned as the huge head forced it's way in. She felt her muscles slowly stretching to allow the massive intruder into her slick tunnel. She gasped in discomfort as the head sank in and her pussy gripped it tightly.

"Ready for you fucking slut?" Fire demanded.

"Yes mummy,"

She felt Fire draw back and then thrust forward. She screamed as more of the thick phallus sank into her. Fire ignored her and continued to work the big dildo into her tight pussy with hard stabbing thrusts. Finally it reached a place where nothing had ever touched before. A spot deep inside her where it could go no further. She felt Fire's other hand on her hip and her body settling in. Holding both hips tightly she drew back and thrust forward. Chrissy shivered and yelped.

"That's it baby, let me know how much you like it,"

Fire breathed.

"Oh god, it's too big. You're splitting me in half,"

Chrissy groaned.

"You begged for it baby, and now you're going to get it," Fire hissed and rammed forward with a vicious lunge.

Chrissy screamed at the shock of it. Pain shot through her, but that pain quickly mingled with pleasure as Fire established a rhythm. In, out, in, out, full, empty, suddenly full again. Chrissy felt herself beginning to respond. Soon she was trying to meet Fire's brutal thrusts and was moaning uncontrollably. She began to yelp and cry out as her orgasm neared. Fire released her hips and took two hands full of her long blonde hair. She jerked back on them, forcing Chrissy's face up to the camera and used them like reins as she pounded the thick dildo into Chrissy's quivering body.

The stimulation was too much for Chrissy, she felt like a bottle of champagne that had been shaken and shaken until finally the cork had to give. Her insides shuddered as the muscles deep inside of her ravaged pussy tried to squeeze the thick dildo and hold it in her. Chrissy bit her lip and then her whole body stiffened and with a final cry she came.

Her orgasm washed over her, wave after wave of thick pleasure, heightened by the undercurrents of pain from her back and pussy. She fought to keep her mind above the rushing torrent, but Fire continued to drive the huge dildo into her with unabated fury.

Chrissy felt something strange then, a twinge deep inside herself, near the core of her being. Her second orgasm hit her even as her body was absorbing the first. Chrissy screamed then, she had never experienced more than one at a time and she was totally unprepared for the intensity of the feelings.

"That's right slut, cum for mummy," Fire grunted. The words sounded far away to Chrissy. More of an echo than actual words. She felt as if she were drowning in a sea of red, the waves rising higher and higher to assail her sanity. A third it her and then a fourth, by then she was lost, mewling and moaning and crying out incoherently. Fire laughed and held

Amber's hair tightly, keeping the small blonde's face to the camera as it contorted with each new shock.

Chrissy became lost in that sea of pleasure, her mind spun away and she lost the ability to distinguish reality.

To her reality the heady waves that smashed into her they were all that were real. She rode them now, no longer fighting but letting them take her where they would.

When she came back to herself she was immediately aware f the fact that Fire was still driving the big dildo into her aching pussy. Her Domme had released her hair and was now holding tightly her hips. The strokes were no longer long and even but short and jerky. Chrissy processed that information slowly but eventually realized that Fire was

about to cum. She felt the big woman's tits on her back as Fire fell forward gasping quietly as her orgasm rocked her.

For a long time they stayed like that. Chrissy felt her inner muscles clutching and releasing around the huge dildo.

They were both bathed in sweat and breathing heavily. At last Fire stirred and pulled the dildo out. It made and obscene slurping sound that caused Chrissy to cringe. She was aware of Fire moving behind her and strained to see over her shoulder but she could not. When fire reentered her vision she was no longer wearing the strap on. She moved to the camera and picked it up then walked around Chrissy slowly. She spent a good deal of time behind her, out of sight. When she walked back she took it off her shoulder.

"You have been very good baby doll," she said in her nice voice. Chrissy shook her head weakly at the praise.

Fire put the camera down and went about releasing Chrissy from the bench. When she tried to stand she started to fall but Fire's strong arm wrapped around her tiny waist and held her up.

"Are you all right?" Fire asked.

"Yes, just having trouble with my legs," Chrissy slurred.

Her tongue felt thick and she was having trouble forming complete thoughts. A powerful aftershock wracked her small

frame. Fire picked her up easily and carried her to the bathroom where she took a warm wet cloth and cleaned her up. She quickly showered while Chrissy sat on the toilet regaining

her composure. When Fire emerged from the hot shower she motioned for Chrissy to get in.

Chrissy showered quickly, the hot water felt good but she was not really able to enjoy it. Her mind was returning to the things she had done and the things that had been done to

her. She got out of the shower and meekly allowed her new lover to towel her dry. The woman went to her dresser

and rummages around before tossing a negligee' to her. It was big on her but not as big as one of Fire's would have been. Chrissy wondered whom it belonged to and was surprised to feel a tinge of jealousy. Fire pulled on a blue silk nightgown and turned back the covers.

She took Chrissy's hand and pulled her gently to the bed. Chrissy snuggled under the cool satin sheets and then felt Fire's arm abound her waist. The woman pulled her

tightly to her body and kissed her cheek.

"Sleep little one, tomorrow is a big day for you," she

cooed.

Chrissy closed her eyes and snuggled back against the warm body of her Domme and knew no more.