Chapter 9
Vicky was getting dressed in her evening costume when Sandra walked into the dressing room. Sandra never failed to be impressed by the gorgeous redhead. Vicky had a quality that turned people on, especially men.
Vicky was naked from the waist up and Sandra ogled those two big tits, still ripe and firm after a few too many years of undressing on the stage.
"Vicky," Sandra said. "Scott said he wanted to see you after the show tonight."
"All right," Vicky said, as she pulled up the top and covered those stunning tits. Sandra tried not to look too disappointed. She couldn't help herself. She enjoyed looking at them.
"Do you enjoy going out with Scott?" Sandra asked. "I mean, he's not really a nice guy."
"You're telling me," Vicky said. "He's a rough bastard. Most of the time he behaves like an animal."
"Then why go out with him?" Sandra asked.
"You know the answer to that question," Vicky answered. "He's a scary man. He frightens me and I'm afraid that I like to be frightened a little. Sometimes I get turned on just looking at him."
"You can't be serious," Sandra said.
"I'm very serious," Vicky said. "I like it when a man's a beast. I don't want to be beaten up or anything like that, but I enjoy being dominated by a man."
"I don't think any woman likes to be dominated. Not really."
Vicky smiled, and Sandra didn't think she liked the smile. Sandra brushed a hand through her silky hair. She felt suddenly nervous, as if the good-looking redhead could look into her soul and see what was going on.
"Oh yes," Vicky said. "I bet even you like to be dominated."
"Not me," Sandra said.
Vicky was growing tired of the conversation. Sandra was such a dumb little shit, anyway. Sandra had danced a couple of times in Vicky's place, and now she thought she knew everything. The stupid little cunt had no idea of what could happen to her. Maybe it was time she started learning.
"Yes," Vicky said. "I think you would like to be dominated. I think I'll show you how." "What do you mean?" Sandra asked. Vicky walked over and locked the door. That was unusual. Hardly anybody ever locked a door around the club. Sandra could feel her heart pounding a little faster. She wasn't sure what Vicky wanted, but it frightened her. The luscious redhead had suddenly started looking so tough. "You stupid bitch," Vicky said. Sandra expected a lot of things, but she didn't expect the sudden hard hand that knocked her off her feet. She was bleeding from a cut on her mouth and she looked up in surprise. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I'm teaching you about domination," Vicky said. "Every woman wants to be dominated. Especially you!"
Sandra started to get off the floor and Vicky kicked her. She was shocked and hurt. She had never expected anything like this from Vicky. She tried to scramble out of the way and Vicky kicked her again. Vicky grabbed her by her hair and lifted her head. Vicky's hands slapped both sides o Sandra's face.
"Stop." Sandra was sobbing. "Please stop Stop! Please don't hit me anymore!"
"Kiss my feet," Vicky demanded. "Kiss them, bitch!"
This was crazy. Sandra just couldn't believe it was happening, but she knew she didn't want to get hit anymore. She lowered her head and began kissing Vicky's feet. Vicky rifted her dress and allowed Sandra to kiss higher on her legs, until Sandra's lips were touching almost at Vicky's knees.
"Now stop that," Vicky said, pushing her away. Vicky went over and sat down on the bed. She peeled the top of her gown away from her magnificent tits.
"Now come over and suck on these," Vicky said. "You can't deny that you've been watching and drooling. Now I'm giving you the chance. Get the fuck over here, bitch!"
Sandra was confused. Vicky had always seemed like a nice person. She couldn't understand how the girl had suddenly turned into such a brutal woman. And there was something else confusing Sandra. Her own feelings. She remembered what had happened with Diane, but Diane had done everything and she had not blamed herself.
But here was a woman who was demanding that Sandra do things that were wrong. Sandra stared at the beautiful tits and she knew she wasn't going to run away. She walked across the room and knelt in front of Vicky.
"That's right," Vicky said, more softly. "You suck on my tits. Make me feel good. You know you want to!"
Sandra did want to, more than she had ever wanted anything. She brushed her hair back from her face as she leaned forward and touched her lips against the other woman's ruby-red nipple. She felt the large red nipple growing stiff in her mouth.
"Yeah, cunt," Vicky said. "You know you've been wanting to suck on my tits. Suck them good, bitch! Take it in your mouth and suck them good. You're nothing but a cunt and you know you want to!"
Sandra felt something in her body she couldn't control. There was a fierce heat growing in her belly. She could smell the sweet perfume that Vicky sprinkled over her beautiful tits. Sandra could feel her mouth watering.
Sandra took the hard, rubbery nipple into her mouth. She felt Vicky's shudder of pleasure as she held the hard nipple between her teeth and rubbed it with her tongue. She opened her mouth wider and sucked more of the titty-flesh into her lips. She closed her eyes as the delightful sensations rocked her body. She began to chew on the hot titty. "Yeah, baby," Vicky said. "That's what you've been wanting to do. Now suck on both of them. Both of them!"
Vicky was holding her titties together with her hands on either side of them. Sandra began to lick and suck at both the hard nipples and taking each of the titties into her mouth.
Vicky put one hand on top of Sandra's head. She was really enjoying Sandra's sucking mouth. More than she thought she would. She had been intending just to mess up Sandra's image of herself a little, and then let the little bitch free. But she was enjoying herself too much. Already Vicky's pussy was leaking hot juice.
"You're doing me good, sugar," Vicky said. "You're enjoying that, aren't you? You're enjoying sucking my tits!" "Yes," Sandra moaned. "Oh God, yes!" Sandra was opening her mouth as wide as she could and sucking plenty of titty flesh into her wet mouth. She seemed to be overcome by the sweet taste of Vicky's flesh and the smell of her perfume.
"Bite me a little," Vicky demanded. "Not too hard. Just bite it good. Ummmmm, that's right sugar. That's the way!"
Sandra's teeth nipped gently at the hot titty while her tongue licked the place she had bitten. She could feel Vicky's hand stroking Sandra's soft hair. Sandra was making wet noises as she sucked on the titty. She was drawing the hard nipple as far down her throat as she could. It was almost as exciting as sucking cock. At least it got Sandra as worked up as she got when she sucked cock.
"Oh baby," Vicky moaned. "Baby, that's nice. You're getting me so hot. You're going to have to do something for me. I can't stand being this hot!"
Vicky pushed Sandra away long enough to strip out of the rest of her long gown. She lifted one leg and peeled her panties down her plump legs and kicked them off.
"I can't do that," Sandra said, as she realized what Vicky wanted. Sandra had been willing to suck on the big luscious tits, but she had to draw the line somewhere. She couldn't do to Vicky what Diane had done to her. She just couldn't.
Vicky settled Sandra's hesitation quickly. Vicky grabbed the top of Sandra's head and turned her face upward. Vicky brought her other hand around in a wicked slap.
"Goddamn it," Vicky said. "You'll do what I say!"
Sandra realized that she didn't have a choice. She was going to have to suck Vicky's pussy. She knelt down in front of the redhead and felt Vicky's hands in her hair again. Vicky pulled her face close enough so that Sandra could see the pink cuntlips. She could almost smell a different kind of perfume. The perfume of Vicky's juiced-up cunt.
"Go ahead, sugar," Vicky said. "Kiss it, baby.
Make it nice and hot with your mouth. Do it, baby. You can suck it!"
Sandra felt Vicky pushing her head farther up between her legs. The sweet smell of Vicky's cunt almost overwhelmed her. She tried to draw her head back but Vicky's fingers pulled too strongly.
Sandra allowed her lips to touch the pouty lips of Vicky's cunt. It wasn't so bad. She let her lips press closer and she slipped her tongue between the plump lips.
"Oh yeah," Vicky moaned, as she squirmed with pleasure. "That's the way, honey. That's the way to do me!"
Sandra pressed her mouth closer to the moist cunt. She was growing less afraid of Vicky's pussy. She found herself licking up and down the pink cuntlips. She let her teeth press the sensitive cuntlips.
Sandra could taste juices in her mouth and she had to swallow. She realized that Vicky was one of those women who got very wet. Sandra could feel juices going up her nose and smearing her face. That didn't turn her off. Instead, she started licking deeper into the wet pussy.
Vicky spread her legs wider and slipped down a little on the couch. She could feel Sandra's tongue getting deep inside her and that was what she wanted. She could feel her clitty getting stiff with pleasure. She especially enjoyed it when she felt
Sandra's tongue flicking it each time she thrust her tongue.
"You're eating me good, baby," Vicky moaned. "You're eating my pussy good. Keep doing it like that!"
Sandra slipped her hands under Vicky's plump ass and spread Vicky's creamy thighs even wider. Her tongue started stabbing faster into Vicky's wet cunt. Again she tasted more of Vicky's juice, and swallowed it.
"Play with my titties," Sandra moaned. "Please play with my tits. They feel so hot!"
Vicky laughed as she reached down and lifted Sandra's big tits out of her low-cut dress. Vicky began playing with the hard nipples and Sandra could feel the burning heat in her belly. She started ramming her tongue deeper into Vicky's boiling cunt. She felt Vicky pressing her thighs together around her face and she was tasting more and more hot cunt juice.
"Baby," Vicky groaned. "Baby, that's nice. That feels so fucking good. I'm going to fucking come!"
Suddenly Vicky was twisting and turning under Sandra's thrusting tongue. Sandra's mouth was full of Vicky's twat juice. Vicky's plump ass was coming off the couch and she was trying to drive Sandra's face as far into her cunt as she could.
"Do me that way, baby," Vicky moaned. "That felt so good. That felt so fucking good!"
Sandra kept licking at the juiced-up cunt until Vicky quit trembling. She finally felt Vicky's fingers moving up from her tits and pulling Sandra's head away from her cunt.
"That's enough licking, cunt," Vicky said. "That's enough for now. But I want you to stay right where you are with your tits hanging out like that. I'm going to find someone who will take care of you."
"What do you mean?" Sandra asked.
"What the hell does it sound like I mean?" Vicky asked. "I'm going to find a big, ugly mother-fucker to come in here and give you a good hard fucking!"
Sandra wanted to resist but she couldn't. There was something about Vicky's attitude that let Sandra know she had to do just as the redhead demanded. Sandra remained on her knees and she didn't bother covering up her tits. Vicky left the room.
Sandra wondered who Vicky would send. The room outside was already full of men and Sandra could remember a lot of big, mean-looking men. Men who knew how to dominate a woman.
Sandra could feel a weakness in her legs and her heart was pounding harder. She heard footsteps behind her, but she didn't turn her head. She felt a rough hand on her shoulder.
"The redhead told me I'd find a real interesting woman in here," a man's rough voice said. "But she didn't tell me how interesting."
Sandra still didn't turn her head as a hand moved from her front and casually lifted one of her tits. She felt a thumb rubbing over her nipple. She looked down and saw a muscular hand that completely covered her titty. She swallowed nervously.
"Nice tits," he said. "Real nice tits!"
Both hands went around her and she felt her shapely tits being roughly massaged. She felt them growing harder and more sensitive. She closed her eyes and sighed. There was no sense in trying to fool herself anymore. She did like being dominated.
Her tits were squeezed harder and she felt a shiver go through her body. She turned around. She saw a big, cruel-looking man with a heavy beard. It was just the kind of man that Sandra would have thought Vicky would pick.
"My name's Ron," he said quietly. "And you're some piece of ass, baby. Some piece of ass!"
As if to prove his point, he moved his hand down to cup one of her asscheeks. She was wearing a long skirt and panties but she could feel the strong heat of his fingers. It made her pussy drip juice on her panties.
She kissed him and darted her tongue into his mouth. She had never kissed a man with a beard before. She liked it. She rubbed her face against his and felt both his hands cupping her asscheeks. His strong hands jerked her against him so that she could feel his hard prick in his trousers.
"What a piece of ass," he moaned. "You're something else, baby. I thought I'd like a piece of that redhead, but you've got her beat, baby!"
She was dry-fucking him, rubbing her pussy against his cock. She was shivering all over. Her cunt felt empty. She wanted his cock as badly as she had ever wanted anything.
She ran her hands down his side and then slipped them in front. She traced the long length of his cock with her fingers. He had a huge cock. His prick was big enough to pleasure her.
"Ummmm," she said. "That's nice. That's big enough for me!"
She kept rubbing her fingers up and down the length of his fat cock until she couldn't stand it anymore. She found his zipper and pulled it down. Her hot hand snaked inside and she touched his had, throbbing cock.
"Ummmmm," she said. "That is nice!" She lifted his prick out of his trousers and felt it pressing against her belly.
"You cunt," he moaned. "You fucking cunt!" He turned her around and pressed her over the couch so that her ass was high in the air. He jerked up her skirt and jerked down her panties. He had trouble getting them off, but he finally dropped her panties on the floor and took a position behind her.
He gave her no warning. He jabbed suddenly and she felt his prick slamming into her cunt. It was a good thing she was wet enough. That way his prick slid into her easily. She felt his bloated knob going deep into her belly, so deep that she could almost feel his bloated cock-meat in her mouth.
"Feel that, cunt," he said. "Feel my fucking cock!"
He reached around her body to grab her tits. He held onto them tightly as he began ramming his prick into her pussy. He was brutal. He slammed his cock into her cunt like it was a battering ram. She jerked with each brutal thrust. She felt her pussy juice helping her to loosen up even more.
"You're a sweet piece of ass," he moaned. "Sweet fucking piece of ass! Move that ass, baby! Show me what a cunt you are! Move that big hot ass!"
She started pushing her ass back against his thrusting cock. It was making her crazy. Her cunt felt like it was going to burn up. She could hear the wicked slap of his balls each time he fucked her cunt.
"Give it to me hard," she whispered. "Oh fuck yes. Give it to me really hard!" She knew he wasn't going to last long. He was fucking her like an animal and she could already feel his prick getting fatter. She bounced back against him harder as she surrendered to the hot pleasure.
"I'm coming," she moaned. "God, it feels so good. Shit, stick it in me hard! Fuck me good! Your big cock is making me come!"
She felt the shudders of pleasure almost ripping her body apart. She reached behind her back and slipped her hand between them. She started caressing his heavy balls. He was really driving his fat prick into her now and she could feel his prick-knob getting even thicker.
"Shoot it in me," she whispered. "Shoot your cum in me!"
"I'm shooting, bitch," he groaned. "I'M FUCKING SHOOTING MY CUM!"
She kept bouncing against him as his cock jumped inside her cunt. She felt his cum spurting into her hot pussy. She kept moving until she had drained every drop from his fat cock. She felt him pulling his prick out of her and then wiping his wet prick against her asscheeks.
A few seconds later he had zippered up his trousers and left her alone.
Sandra had been humiliated, and she had enjoyed it. She knew Vicky was right. She was the kind of woman who enjoyed being dominated. And she loved being fucked.