Deadlier Than The Male

Chapter Fourteen

Jo was sitting on the side of the bed, still in her schoolgirl's costume, her knees stretched wide. That wasn't strange but Pat was balanced sitting on Jo's thighs, facing out into the room. Jo had pulled of her panties and had strapped a double ended dildo under her skirt, the other end of which was embedded in Pat's moist pussy. Pat's steel cuffs were attached to her steel anklets which were pulled up either side of Jo's parted thighs. Jo's arms were passed under Pat's armpits and her hands were fondling Pat's breasts. Tom could see Pat's eyes wide with pleasure behind her mask, but only a mmmfff could be heard as Jo had stuffed an inflatable gag in Pat's mouth and pumped it high. The tube and inflator waggled on her chest as Pat's head nodded in unison to Jo's thrusts.

Jo however seemed amazingly calm and did not stop the rhythm as Tom approached them. Pat's eyes then managed to focus a bit better on Tom. Jo spoke, breathing a little heavily.

“Ah, ah Toni, you caught us a bit short, how time….flies when you are….enjoying yourself. Come nearer….let's have a look….at you.” He approached the bouncing Pat, who seemed quite unperturbed at his presence; however they slowed just a little to inspect him.

“Bend down, Toni, let's see, looks pretty good to me Toni, what do you think Pat?” Pat, breathing hard through her nose, trying to concentrate, looked hard at Tom and then nodded, the tube and inflator bulb shaking in front of her. Jo laughed.

“We'll take that as a yes Toni, well done. I think you have a natural knack for this. Now go up and prepare dinner, I have something to finish with Pat here, as you can see.” She lifted Pat by the corset and dropped her onto the glistening dildo; Pat let out a wail into her gag, in pleasure or discomfort Tom couldn't tell, but he had a good idea it was pleasure. He turned and went upstairs to the kitchen, much better on his heels now.

“You'd have thought he would have at least knocked.” Jo giggled and Pat mmmmed in agreement through her gag, saliva now dripping onto her rubber breasts and corset.

“Now, where were we? Ah yes, I remember.” She giggled again and squeezed Pat's nipples.

“My legs are getting a bit sore so let's get you on the bed.”

She turned and gently rolled her over onto her front, the dildo slipping out of her wet channel. Jo pumped some pillows up and raised Pat tenderly, sliding them under her upper body and head. Pat, her wrists still manacled to her ankles wriggled to get comfortable. Jo squeezed her hand under Pat and fondled her breast.

“Comfortable?”

Pat nodded, and closed her eyes in anticipation. Jo did not disappoint as she spread Pat's legs wide and with a confident smile on her face and the gleaming cock sticking out from under her skirt, approached her wet and inviting love channel. Moving in slowly behind her, Jo took an ankle in each hand and pulled them wider, she raised Pat's skirt higher and aligned her black cock with Pat's thrust back gleaming pussy and bum hole. She was very tempted for the latter but went for the former.

Accompanied by a loud moan from Pat, with her clenched fists tied firmly to her ankles, Jo slid her black cock in with a sigh. Pat looked a little uncomfortable so Jo raised her ankles to her buttocks allowing Pat to stretch from her hunched position. Yes, that was much better, and Pat nodded in appreciation. Jo began to thrust slowly, holding Pat's ankles up against her buttocks, pushing the cock up to the hilt. Pat, with her head sideways on the pillow, was in heaven and breathed in the sweet aroma of the rubber pillows through her nostrils while biting down on the gag. Despite the awkward position she was revelling in the pummelling Jo was giving her.

Now Jo released Pat's ankles and gripped Pat's firm, slim corseted waist, and thrust even harder. God, how lucky can I be to meet a woman such as this, thought Pat. She's a naughty, pervy woman and I love her!

Jo was equally delirious, the harder she pushed the more the other end of the dildo was pushed into her. It was now getting on for 24 hours since she had started this “journey” and had anyone ever travelled so far?

On the inside of the base plate of the dildo there was a little thimble which was so well placed that it rubbed her clit in the most enticing way, Jo was just having a wonderful time and really didn't want it to end. She looked down at the black rubber back and corset of her lover, her head gently bobbing, and her moans barely audible now.

Then she looked down at her tight light brown bum hole, her sphincter looking like pursed lips, and she really wanted to plunder that too. What had come over her in the last day? Best not to analyse too much, she thought, just enjoy! But she couldn't resist herself. She leant over Pat, her cock withdrawing slightly, and whispered to her.

“Pat dear, I can't resist, I'm so tempted by your beautiful, tight bum hole here….I have to deflower you, I'm sorry, but it is so inviting.” Pat looked up at her, grunted a no, no, please.

“No Pat, no whining now, I will use plenty of lube and will take my time; don't worry I won't hurt you. Remember you have had a butt plug there before with the doggy tail. And remember as well that I sat on your face last night and you pushed your dildo gag right up my rear, so your turn now my dear. You must still remember that I am the dominant one, for now anyway. Now the cock is big but I will take all the time you need, and believe me,” here she chuckled, “you have lubed it very well all on your own. So now here we go, we'll take our time together, relax now, relax.”

Slowly she withdrew from the wet pussy and looked down at the tight brown sphincter, then pressed the gleaming head against the bud. Pat began to wriggle.

“Easy now, easy, relax.”

Jo ran her hand over Pat's nates trying to calm her, then coerced the head of the dildo a little harder and was pleased to see the tight mouth of Pat's rear open. Gripping the corset she moved in and the sphincter ate another inch. Pat's eyes were scrunched up and she was breathing labouredly, but Jo would not yield now. She spoke quietly.

“We'll take a breather for a minute, you are doing very well. “ She massaged the rubber covered bottom; and then passed her hand under Pat and rolled her clit between her finger and thumb to ease her discomfort. Pat seemed to relax a bit and taking her cue, Jo pressed a little more. Now she was passed the tight entry it seemed to be a trifle easier; she waited a few more seconds and then tried another inch.

“A few more inches, Pat and we'll be there. Keep calm now, nice and relaxed, it's me here, remember.” Pat mewed into her gag, and although Jo was all understanding and calm, it was clear that she would not stop now. Pat kept breathing as evenly as possible, taking in the heady aroma of the latex pillows. She clamped down on the gag, which strangely was helping her ease the discomfort.

As the seconds and then minutes went by, Pat found that her arse was beginning to ease and accept this intruder. Jo pushed another inch and was at last up to the hilt, with Pat's firm glossy buttocks up against her groin, pushing the rubber nodule of the base plate up against her clit. Jo just held it there for a few seconds, as Pat acclimatised. After the initial pain, Pat was feeling better, not great but better. Jo gently rubbed Pat's rubber dome.

“Okay, well done Pat, I haven't split you in two have I, my dear? You are taking it wonderfully and you look so good laid out in front of me like this. Now relax again, we are going to try a little movement, just a little, nothing violent, in and out a couple of inches, okay?

Pat mewed quietly but now was a lot more accustomed to the staff within her. She felt Jo pull back an inch or so and slowly push back in. Jo was still playing with her clit and she was on the edge of an orgasm anyway, and here she was being bum fucked at the same time! Then there was another withdrawal and push. In and out Jo coolly proceeded, and then increased the thrust to two inches.

“How are you doing, okay?” Jo could see that Pat's eyes were still closed but they were not scrunched up, but much more relaxed. Was this because of the attentions of Jo on her clit or because now she was getting used being bum fucked? Pat, perhaps even surprisingly to her, nodded slowly, and Jo took this to mean an inch more.

Now she drew back three inches and thrust a little harder back in, Pat mewed but did not struggle and Jo noticed her breathing was now even and strong. They had been going now for seven or eight minutes, Jo looked down at the brown mouth below her, open now and seeming to devour the black invader.

Then Pat did something wonderful, she raised her head off the pillow looked back at Jo, which was difficult in her position, nodded barely perceptibly and then turned to the other side and closed her eyes slowly. Pat seemed now at rest. Jo didn't quite know what to make of it, was she now fully accepting, inviting? She got her answer when she withdrew four inches and Pat suddenly opened her eyes, looked back at Jo, and then calmly thrust back her buttocks onto the plug!

“My God, Pat, you're incredible. Is there nothing you won't try? So, a few more minutes, okay?” Pat nodded vigorously and Jo gripped the corset and set up a steady rhythm. With each thrust now Pat gave out a tiny mew, her eyes were closed now and she seemed a long way away. Then, with all the rubbing of the base plate on her clit, Jo came in a shuddering climax. She looked down and saw Pat come too, her arse shaking as she groaned through her gag. Jo was amazed, she had come without any pussy or clit stimulation for the last five minutes; she really was astonishing.

Jo slowly eased back, withdrawing the big rubber cock very deliberately. Pat's sphincter closed tight again, it almost seemed as if it didn't want to give it up. She unstrapped it from her crotch and pulled it from herself; it was gleaming at both ends and she threw it on the floor; Toni could take care of the cleaning! She unclipped Pat's wrists from her anklets and she stretched out, showing no inclination to remove the inflatable gag.

Jo leant over her and said.

“Here, let me. ” She looked into Pat's eyes as she released the valve and the straps of the gag; she felt Pat's hands roam over her breasts and smiled as she pulled the dripping gag out. Jo still lay on top of her, to the side, as Pat took in some gulps of fresh air and moved her chin around then through her mask Jo saw her bright teeth widen to a big smile. Jo looked at the gag.

“Mmmm, that looks a bit nasty, when I am a very bad girl maybe you'll have to silence me with this.”

“It would be my true pleasure. I'm willing to expand your horizons….and your arse!”

“I bet you are, and I'm willing to try anything. You were amazing Pat, very, very brave, but I could see you were really getting into it at the end. You truly amaze me.” Her hand passed over Pat's breasts and she leant down and kissed her, hard. Pat's hand was now under Jo's short skirt and tenderly rubbing her labia, nothing aggressive, just a tender smooth caressing. Jo said.

“I want you to corset me in future, tight to fainting. This looks fabulous on you, you'll have to take it off to dress for dinner though. I thought we would dress, in honour of a special occasion, a very special occasion.” She kissed her again.

“Well I could do with a breather, that's for sure. But I have to say I love the tight grip of the corset, I feel so….strong with it on.”

“And look so stunning.” Jo added, with a peck to her cheek.

They lay resting on the bed, drifting in and out of sleep, occasionally sweeping their hands over each others bodies and kissing. Eventually Jo said.

“Come on, we have to get up, Toni will be waiting with dinner, and we wouldn't want her to be kept waiting,” she smirked, “not after what we did to her when we were late. Talk about double standards! But then, there should be different standards for slaves and mistresses, right?”

Pat laughed and nodded in agreement.

“I think she's coming along very well, she certainly looks the part all right, quite the body. She needs training in posture, sitting and walking and so forth, but she'd fool anyone at a glance. We'll get Mistress Stern of the speaker phone and fix up a time early tomorrow at her salon; according to the inside scoop in the fetish mags she's got quite a reputation, and very secretive too. No one seems to be able to pin her down, but I think she's into a lot more stuff than padded bras and feminisation. Anyway we can spend some money on clothes and discuss with her some other options for Toni. I'm not so sure he's going to be too pleased about it. But he did volunteer!”

Jo chuckled at this, as she took the key from the bedside table (Pat smiled at how easy it would have been to find it – but she wasn't complaining) and unlocked her anklets, cuffs, collar and belt. Then she went behind Pat and loosened the laces of the corset.

“You've still got room to pull it in, s we should try that tomorrow, yes?” Pat let out a sigh.

“Phew, sure, yes, but right now I need a shower. Much as I love latex I've been in this thing over 24 hours and I must stink like a pile of old car tires. Plus I've had about a hundred orgasms in it and I can feel my sweat sloshing around next to me. So, get me out, please.”

Jo pulled the zip down and helped her extricate herself. Her head popped out, her short mousy hair soaked and stuck to her skull. She pulled the suit down to her ankles, feeling a little strange, now naked in front of this other woman, particularly considering what they had been doing to each other over the previous 24 hours. Water poured from the suit onto the floor.

“Jeez, I must have lost a pint, or more, I feel positively skinny, I want to get drunk tonight, replace my fluids.” Jo looked at her in admiration, she had never really looked at a woman's body with such intensity before, but Pat, although she was literally dripping wet looked like a Greek goddess. She particularly liked the shaven pudenda!”

“Getting drunk sounds like an excellent idea, and you don't look skinny, you look fabulous.”

She got a towel and rubbed her dry like a child fresh out of the bath. Pat closed her eyes, loving the attention. Leaning up against a beautiful woman dressed in a sexy latex schoolgirl's costume did wonders for her libido. Her hands started to drift under Jo's short skirt and Jo playfully slapped them and said.

“Naughty, you'll have to wait for that, you minx. We have work to do. I want to phone Mistress Stern, what a great name, now and figure out what to do tomorrow. They sat on the bed, Pat with a towel wrapped around her but the latex sheets against her backside giving her a slight shiver. Pat pressed the speaker and phoned Mistress Stern.