Brooke_(3)

Chapter 1

Thank God for the scholarship. Without that Brooke didn’t think she could afford college—at least not this college. She had run cross country for five years in high school, actually starting as a precocious eighth grader, eventually winning States as a senior. Now, however, she was having difficulty with her coach. Sammy wasn’t much older than the girls she coached—mid 20’s at the most—but she had been an extremely successful runner, both at cross country and track where she specialized in the longer distances. Despite Brooke’s successes as a freshman, now, as a sophomore, the coach was giving it to her. Sammy showered with the girls every day and she didn’t like the thick bush around Brooke’s cunt. One day she took Brooke aside. “I want you to shave your pussy,” she said boldly. “It’ll help you run faster.”

“Gee, I never heard anything like that before. I’ve been pretty good just as things are, haven’t I?”

“Listen carefully. If you don’t shave that thing I’m going to yank your scholarship.”

“You can’t do that!” Brooke gulped, knowing full well that the coach had total control of her.

“Oh, yeah? Just watch me. You know where I live so come over at eight tonight and I’ll show you how to do it. Oh, yeah…don’t be late” Then Sammy turned and strode away, a small but devious smile on her face.

Brooke knew she was fucked. There were rumors about girls who went to Sammy’s place—rumors about exotic lesbian activities. As much as Brooke was afraid she couldn’t stop the tingling in her pussy—she was actually excited at the thought of being blackmailed by the coach, for that was exactly what it was—blackmail.

Brooke knocked on the door at eight sharp. It was only a second or two before Sammy answered, dressed in a fishnet teddy that showed everything to her student. Sammy’s large D-cup breasts were compressed only slightly by the elastic garment. Her nipples poked out the holes in the mesh—and they were hard! Brooke gulped, embarrassed, but her pussy was jumping with excitement.

“C’mon in. I like punctuality, so that’s a plus for you. Let’s go to the bathroom. I need to shave, too, so I’ll show you how to do it.” They went directly to the bathroom where Brooke reluctantly stripped down. Sammy produced some small but sharp scissors to trim Brooke’s pubic hairs prior to the shaving. Then Sammy filled her large whirlpool tub, inviting Brooke to join her. They sat in the hot water. “This makes the shaving a lot easier—and a lot closer. I really love that and you will, too—believe me. You will love it.” Somehow Brooke didn’t think Sammy was talking about the shaving, but even the thought of that made her excited. When Sammy stood up she produced a can of shaving cream. “C’mon, you can do me. I’ll show you what to do and then I’ll do you.” That’s what Brooke was afraid of, but what could she do? Sammy had her by the short hairs—no pun intended.

Brooke took the can and slowly applied the shaving cream around Sammy’s cunt. This was the first time she had ever touched another woman’s privates. She found she liked the sensations it yielded. Carefully following Sammy’s directions she shaved her coach’s mound. Rinsing brought her hand directly into contact with Sammy’s snatch. Sammy shuddered at Brooke’s touch, and, to be honest, so did Brooke. Then it was Brooke’s turn. She rose and submitted herself to her coach. She was sure this was sexual harassment, but what could she do? It would be her word against that of her respected coach and she had come to the coach’s home willingly. Sammy applied the shaving soap, taking extra care to stroke Brooke’s wet cunt. Brooke couldn’t stifle the moan that escaped her lips. She closed her eyes as Sammy shaved her clean, something she hadn’t been since she went through puberty when she was eleven. When she was done Sammy kneeled in front of Brooke and kissed her pussy. That opened Brooke’s eyes, for sure. When Sammy applied her tongue to Brooke, she felt the ecstasy of the older woman’s touch. Brooke arched her back pushing her pussy forward as she opened her legs to give Sammy full access. Sammy rammed her tongue deep into Brooke’s tunnel. Brooke had to hold onto the adjacent wall to keep from falling, so weak were her legs under this onslaught. Sammy laughed, “Don’t tell me this is the first time you’ve been with another woman?”

“Yes,” Brooke croaked, “but it feels so good—so fucking good.”

“Yes, it does. I’ll enjoy it just as much when you do it to me. Come,” she instructed, “you can do me now.” She rose, standing in the tub, bare pussy staring Brooke right in the face. “You are going to be my slave. You like others to take control, don’t you?”

Brooke could hardly speak, but somehow she responded. “Yes… yes… I do.” Just as Brooke placed herself close to Sammy, her coach told her sternly, “I own you, and don’t you forget it. I will do with you as I please. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good, and just to prove it, come closer…under my legs. Good, now open your mouth.” Brooke wasn’t sure but she thought she knew what was coming as her mouth was immediately below Sammy’s cunt. Sammy released, her hot piss squirting out. Her first try missed Brooke’s mouth so she adjusted until her small stream poured into Brooke’s mouth and throat. “Swallow it, you whore! You love it, don’t you, whore?”

Brooke was humiliated but there was a part of her that enjoyed being dominated. The hot piss ran down her face as she could barely bring herself to swallow the hot liquid. “Answer me,” Sammy yelled.

“Yes. Yes, I do love it.” As humiliated as she was she couldn’t stop her pussy. It was blazing with desire. The more humiliated she was, the hotter her pussy became—she was so hot she’d do anything—absolutely anything. Sammy told her firmly, “When you are here with me you will do exactly as I tell you. Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” Brooke blurted out, a tear forming in her eye.

“And you will call me ‘Mistress.’ Is that clear?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Now, tell me what you will do.”

“I will do whatever you tell me to do, Mistress—anything you tell me to do.”

“Very good, Slave, for that is what you are now. I’ve been checking your body out for the past year and I can’t get my eyes off you. Now you are mine, aren’t you?”

Brooke gulped at the realization that her life was changed—if not forever, until Sammy tired of her. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Good, now eat my pussy and do a good job of it. But you are not to cum until I permit it. Comprende?”

“Yes, Mistress, I will not cum until you allow me to.” She moved back to tongue Sammy’s hot cunt. She had never done this before but she knew what to do from watching porn on the internet and being eaten herself by several guys. She licked Sammy, starting at her ass and moving up to her clit. Her first trials at Sammy’s cunt were all designed to stimulate her on the surface—her labia—causing them to swell with desire. Then Brooke narrowed her tongue and pushed it into Sammy’s canal. She found she enjoyed the taste of pussy juice. In fact, she loved it. She tongue fucked Sammy, causing her coach to moan nonstop. Sammy leaned back on the edge of the tub, barely able to support herself. Now Brooke shifted her attention to Sammy’s button. Well, she found it started as a button but quickly, when engorged, transformed into a mini-penis.