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Rescuing My Wife’s Young Girlfriend from the Clan: Ch 9
Erotic kinks drew Sherianna in to a rogue club, but she’s made a discovery
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Sherianna knelt naked and placed her hands on Rochi’s ass, like she was commanded.
Rochi placed a finger beneath Sherianna’s chin. “Didn’t I say that you belonged to me?”
Sherianna answered weakly. “Yes, Mistress.”
“Then why’d you tell that woman that you’re in trouble?”
Sherianna had trouble answering because she and Rochi weren’t alone. “She’s not just that woman.”
“Answer my question.” Rochi had taken Sheri’s phone and Sheri’s clothing so she couldn’t flee.
The Clan of the Black Collar was a kinkster woman’s movement networked in university and college towns across the U.S. attracting women from undergraduate studies to those pursuing careers.
Sheri felt she was naturally kinky and was getting to know the women — and then she met Laura and her husband, Warren.
Rochi was a clan leader locally and raved about Sherianna’s sexual prowess and told the National leaders that she had a future and could embrace dominance and grow into her power. The Clan felt Sherianna’s femininity and her skill in communications could be used to promote female-led relationships.
The Clan had decided Sherianna should relocate and the Mother Mistress, a mid-career woman with long hair, a tight dress, and shapely figure had come to begin the process.
Sheri had tried to sneak out of the clan house, but Cookie spied her and told the others. Now, Mother Mistress sat perched on a wooden stool in an upstairs interrogation room after Sheri asked to pause the relocation.
“Answer your mistress,” said Mother Mistress, grabbing a riding crop and slapping one end against the palm of her hand.
Sheri swallowed. “Because I felt scared.”
Rochi pursed her lips, trying to stave off anger. “After I’ve invested so much time and passion in you?”
Sheri wanted Rochi to meet Laura but Rochi told her no.
“Make her taste you,” intoned the Mother Mistress who stood and walked behind Sheri.
Rochi held Sheri’s hair and pulled her mouth tightly against her pussy while Mother Mistress raised the riding crop and brought it down on Sheri’s naked back.
She winced but used her tongue to probe Rochi’s pussy lips, licking from one side to another and inhaling the aroma she enjoyed so much.
Sheri wanted to pursue kink, no question. But she hadn’t meant to get in so deeply. She had dreams and fantasies of dating and dominating Laura and even bringing Callan along on dates in threesomes and foursomes.
But she had slowly grown closer to Rochi who was a skilled dominant. Rochi kept her fingers tight on Sheri’s hair and pushed her hips into the kneeling woman’s face while Mother Mistress flicked the riding crop a second and third time.
Sheri craned her neck to place her tongue deeper inside Rochi’s pussy, tasting the mingling of pussy juice and an unwashed cunt. Mother Mistress used the riding crop to touch between Sheri’s legs. A pussy whipping was next.
The taste was wonderful and the intensity was riveting but Sheri also did it to relieve the pressure on her hair. She realized something critical as she tongue-fucked Rochi and endured a whipping from the Mother Mistress — kink was enjoyable and it was part of who she was.
But the best kink came from relationships with those who truly cared.
“Now, your ass in the air,” said Mother Mistress sternly.
Rochi was panting from the arousal but let go of Sherianna’s hair and stepped back.
Sheri leaned forward with her face to the floor and her ass raised high and wondered if Laura would respond to the text message.
Mother Mistress lightly touched Sheri’s butt with the riding crop and then in a swift move brought it down hard with a sharp sting and crack.
Sheri responded with a squeal.
“Don’t ever fuck with the Clan,” said Mistress. “Rochi described how sexually powerful you are and you said you aligned with our goals of female superiority. Do you?”
Sheri’s voice was on edge. “Yes, ma’am.”
Mistress Mother placed the riding crop between Sheri’s legs and moved it slowly back and forth over the young woman’s pussy lips. “Don’t disappoint us any more than you already have. I promise you that you’ll feel the pain that we have felt with your refusal to move forward.”
Sheri felt completely vulnerable and wondered if she should grovel with an apology. But, no, she didn’t want to be forced into further submission.
Mistress Mother wore stylish suede boots and placed them below Sheri’s mouth. “Kiss.”
Sheri did and Mistress Mother whipped her again. Sheri winced and trembled as the Mistress used the crop to tap Sheri’s pussy.
“You’ll count each painful stroke. And you’ll finish when I feel you have suffered enough and have learned your lesson. Understood?”
Sheri swallowed hard and fought the nerves jangling her body. “Yes, Mistress.”
“You are Rochi’s bitch, aren’t you?”
Sheri wanted to scream out, “No” but instead spoke quietly. “Yes, I’m Rochi’s bitch.”
“Good.” Mistress lightly swung the crop against Sheri’s pussy lips. Even a light flick of the wrist made it sting. “Now, get ready to count and if you forget the number then we’ll start over from zero. I don’t care how loud you fucking scream.”
How painful would it get?
A yell from the stairwell pierced the air. “Mistress Rochi, Mistress Mother.” The door flung open and Cookie rushed in. “Downstairs. Quick. Intruders.”
“What?” Mistress Mother paused.
Then Sheri heard the demanding voice from downstairs. “Where is she? I’m here to get her and don’t tell me no.”
Laura. Laura had come to the rescue.
Ch 10 My Wife Seduces the Kinky Clan Leader
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