Personnel Training (Fem - Dom erotica) by Jay Merson Read Free Book Online Page A

stand before Kathleen, her well-formed breasts
hanging down in fullness, the large rubbery nipples pointing out
temptingly.
    "Now the rest,
I want to see you naked."
    Helen blushed
heavily as she stripped before her colleague her pale but well
formed body being revealed as the clothes were discarded. She stood
shame-faced and nude, the thick dark thatch of pubic hair between
her thighs in stark contrast to her white skin.
    "Turn around
then," Kathleen snapped with a hint or irritation in her tone.
    The woman
turned, she felt and looked totally degraded and humiliated.
Standing silently to be inspected whilst Kathleen remained seated
and fully clothed issuing the instructions.
    "Face me and
squat, I want to see your pussy."
    She complied,
turning and squatting with her knees wide apart and her open pussy
on show. Helen balanced unsteadily there on her toes whilst
Kathleen ogled her gaping sex.
    "You don't like
me do you?" Kathleen taunted.
    "It isn't that
exactly...."
    "A simple yes
or no is all that is required."
    "Yes."
    "Liar,"
Kathleen screeched and then burst out laughing, "But that simply
makes it better for me."
    She removed the
glass and her bag from the long wooden coffee table, "Lie back on
the coffee table but keep your feet on the floor."
    Her head rested
back at one end of the coffee table and her buttocks perched just
on the end at the other. Her feet were flat on the floor and her
knees bent. Helen lay there passively with her mons pushed up and
her legs tightly clamped together.
    "Oh please, no
tying," Helen protested weakly as Kathleen grasped one of her
wrists and began binding the thin cord around it.
    "Silence bitch,
I will do as I wish with you."
    The director of
finances lay silently as her wrists was bound and pulled back and
down to the side of the table and tied securely to one of the
coffee table. The same was repeated on the other side to pin her
arms down and back as the sides of the table. Kathleen then set
about roping one of Helen's ankles to each leg of the other end of
the table.
    "There, all
nice and helpless now aren't you," Kathleen gloated and pulled the
camera from her handbag.
    "God! No
photos, please, no photos."
    Kathleen simply
chuckled and took several snaps of the naked and bound woman, "My
little piece of insurance in case you should wish to vote against
me again."
    Helen groaned
loudly at the realisation of her predicament and then screamed as
the leather belt slapped hard down across her naked breasts.
    "Why? Why did
you vote against me?"
    She lashed
again; a cruel and stinging blow that bit spitefully across one of
Helen's nipples, then followed that with five more hard lashes.
    "Jealous,"
Helen blurted, "I was jealous of you."
    Kathleen paused
in her thrashing."A surprisingly honest answer, you please me slut
and will be spared more pain for being so forthright."
    Helen slumped
in relief, her tensed body lowering back to rest on the table, the
struggling against her bonds finished.
    Kathleen began
to undress, positioned at the side of the table so that Helen could
watch; she peeled her clothes off in a sensual striptease of utter
temptation. Her back arched and chest out she towered over the
woman and bathed in the hungry longing looks given to her.
    "Now then,"
Kathleen said softly and knelt by the side of the table. "Let's
taste this sweet little body of yours shall we?"
    Her head dipped
down to suck one of Helen's hard nipples into her mouth. She rolled
it with her tongue and bit gently on the bud as the woman moaned
her delight at the sensations she was experiencing.
    Kathleen then
moved downward, planting a series of light kisses over the woman's
breasts and stomach, edging ever downward towards her pussy. She
delighted in the trembling and tensing of the writhing Helen as she
pulled against her bonds and moaned in contentment.
    A huge sigh
escaped Helen's hips as Kathleen's soft, warm lips reached her mons
and planted a light kiss on the tip of her erect clitoris. She
mewed