Maxie's Bitch
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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,637
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Maxie's Bitch
One of my first really graphic, naughty (PWP) stories, originally written for a femdom forum...(Supposed to be set in a rowdy, seedy British club's bathroom stall, btw...xD)
Hope it's good, despite the fact that there's less than 1,000 words...lmao. Enjoy.
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“O-ohhh, God, Maxi-i-ine!...I’m…I’m…”
SMACK.
“Shut it, Sid. You want…the cops…to come in?” Maxie growled, blowing a little plume of smoke from her cigarette and thrusting harder. “Bloody hell…I got…to shut you up…if we want to do this in peace…”
“B-but…” Sid yelped as a lace-gloved hand muffled his cries rather effectively. “Unf…” Maxie smirked, clenching her teeth around the cigarette and propping the heel of her boot on the toilet seat.
“You really ought to try shutting up once in a while.” Agonizingly, the redhead stopped her relentless attack on Sid’s bum and slowly rubbed the bright red patch on his right bottom cheek. “Bad boys get spanked…and you’ve been very naughty, sir.”
“Mmffff…” Sid licked the black lace. It tasted like Max, like her men’s cologne, the smoke of her cigarettes (god, what a turn-on), the scent of her…of her complete control over him.
The fluorescent light overhead flickered and went out, causing Max to drop her cigarette on the floor in surprise. Not that it had been much good anyway. The crowd outside screamed for more of the punk band that had been playing earlier, and Maxine slowly bent over her dark-haired partner again. “You wanna be my little dog?”
SMACK.
“Nn…mmhm…ohhh…”
“You wanna be my dirty little slut, baby?”
SMACK.
The sound of Maxine’s hand on Sid’s ass echoed loudly throughout the dark, dank restroom.
She moved her hand from his mouth a little. “Ohh…god, YES, Max, yes…why can’t you just let me…” Sid blushed bright red and sweated bullets.
“You wanna cum, don’t ya?” Max spanked him again. “You want Maxie to fuck your tight little ass…ride you like a pony…so you won’t be able to sit right for weeks on end?” She squeezed where she’d been spanking him, and Sid hissed loudly.
“Yes…Max, oh please…” He peeled back the thin lace of her glove and kissed her hand, like a good little slave should. Why can’t she just…fuck me already? he thought, visions of her naked body and the safety pins holding the chest of her rubber sweater closed running wildly through his mind. His flimsy, well-worn shirt was soaked through, and Maxie was well aware of his arousal as her small hands wandered across his chest and lower to his painfully stiff erection, causing him to shudder in delight. The leather of her knee-high boot felt wonderfully slick against his skin, and Sid’s moans grew increasingly louder until Maxie pressed her hand back against his mouth.
“I said shut up,” she purred, with another flick of her wrist leaving the pattern of her glove on his ass. By now, Sid was nearing climax from her teasing and so was Max, both of them dripping sweat and aching for each other’s bodies. Max’s underpants were damp and sweetly scented, and Sid’s were taut between his knees, stuck to the ridiculous bondage pants that he insisted on wearing out with Maxie. “You ready for me again, baby?”
“I don’t care,” Sid panted loudly, dirty black spikes tangling with Maxie’s short, silky China-doll hair as she licked his cheek affectionately. “I-I wanna cum, Max! Please!”
How could she say no? Maxie gently shifted her position so she was sitting on the toilet and Sid was nearly in her lap, gasping and grabbing at the rough tartan of her skirt. Tiny white pearls dribbled onto her fishnet stockings, and his hips bucked lightly as she slowly entered him once again.
The agony of anticipation…Max grinned. “You’ve been waiting for me all night…” She wrapped her arms around his chest, bit lightly onto his neck right above the leather collar he wore…because he was Hers now. All Hers.
Maxine slowly pushed her hips up into Sid’s, nibbling lightly on his neck. They were closer than close now, and Sid whimpered quietly as his lover claimed him as her own, his cries quickly elevating into loud, echoing moans of ecstasy. “M-Max…oh…my…GOD…don’t stop—please!!” He clutched at her hips, his body shaking hard as darling Maxine violated him and slowly stroked his aching cock with her black lace hands. Her thrusts came harder and faster now, and she continued to bite at his neck, on tiptoe in her little boots on the floor. He liked her rough, and she took full advantage of it…
“Oh…Max…I…I…AGH!” Sid came, shouting absolute bloody murder. Didn’t matter. The crowd’s screaming drowned him out. Max met her own release, trembling under Sid, her toes curling and a soft hiss escaping her lips as a warm gush of his cum ran slick down her hands.
“L…lick it off…” she said weakly. Sid smiled sweetly, settling back onto his exhausted mistress’ chest and taking her hand, sucking lightly at each fingertip. Maxine rested her other hand on his belly. “Haah…you’re such a good fuck…” She smiled—Cheshire cat grin—and kissed his cheek.
“And you’ve got such a nice cock, Mistress…” Sid giggled, content, cleaning her gloves well—or not, Mistress gave really nice “punishment” for not being thorough…
And Max was quite certain that her love wasn’t going to be sitting well for the next few days.
END
Hope it's good, despite the fact that there's less than 1,000 words...lmao. Enjoy.
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“O-ohhh, God, Maxi-i-ine!...I’m…I’m…”
SMACK.
“Shut it, Sid. You want…the cops…to come in?” Maxie growled, blowing a little plume of smoke from her cigarette and thrusting harder. “Bloody hell…I got…to shut you up…if we want to do this in peace…”
“B-but…” Sid yelped as a lace-gloved hand muffled his cries rather effectively. “Unf…” Maxie smirked, clenching her teeth around the cigarette and propping the heel of her boot on the toilet seat.
“You really ought to try shutting up once in a while.” Agonizingly, the redhead stopped her relentless attack on Sid’s bum and slowly rubbed the bright red patch on his right bottom cheek. “Bad boys get spanked…and you’ve been very naughty, sir.”
“Mmffff…” Sid licked the black lace. It tasted like Max, like her men’s cologne, the smoke of her cigarettes (god, what a turn-on), the scent of her…of her complete control over him.
The fluorescent light overhead flickered and went out, causing Max to drop her cigarette on the floor in surprise. Not that it had been much good anyway. The crowd outside screamed for more of the punk band that had been playing earlier, and Maxine slowly bent over her dark-haired partner again. “You wanna be my little dog?”
SMACK.
“Nn…mmhm…ohhh…”
“You wanna be my dirty little slut, baby?”
SMACK.
The sound of Maxine’s hand on Sid’s ass echoed loudly throughout the dark, dank restroom.
She moved her hand from his mouth a little. “Ohh…god, YES, Max, yes…why can’t you just let me…” Sid blushed bright red and sweated bullets.
“You wanna cum, don’t ya?” Max spanked him again. “You want Maxie to fuck your tight little ass…ride you like a pony…so you won’t be able to sit right for weeks on end?” She squeezed where she’d been spanking him, and Sid hissed loudly.
“Yes…Max, oh please…” He peeled back the thin lace of her glove and kissed her hand, like a good little slave should. Why can’t she just…fuck me already? he thought, visions of her naked body and the safety pins holding the chest of her rubber sweater closed running wildly through his mind. His flimsy, well-worn shirt was soaked through, and Maxie was well aware of his arousal as her small hands wandered across his chest and lower to his painfully stiff erection, causing him to shudder in delight. The leather of her knee-high boot felt wonderfully slick against his skin, and Sid’s moans grew increasingly louder until Maxie pressed her hand back against his mouth.
“I said shut up,” she purred, with another flick of her wrist leaving the pattern of her glove on his ass. By now, Sid was nearing climax from her teasing and so was Max, both of them dripping sweat and aching for each other’s bodies. Max’s underpants were damp and sweetly scented, and Sid’s were taut between his knees, stuck to the ridiculous bondage pants that he insisted on wearing out with Maxie. “You ready for me again, baby?”
“I don’t care,” Sid panted loudly, dirty black spikes tangling with Maxie’s short, silky China-doll hair as she licked his cheek affectionately. “I-I wanna cum, Max! Please!”
How could she say no? Maxie gently shifted her position so she was sitting on the toilet and Sid was nearly in her lap, gasping and grabbing at the rough tartan of her skirt. Tiny white pearls dribbled onto her fishnet stockings, and his hips bucked lightly as she slowly entered him once again.
The agony of anticipation…Max grinned. “You’ve been waiting for me all night…” She wrapped her arms around his chest, bit lightly onto his neck right above the leather collar he wore…because he was Hers now. All Hers.
Maxine slowly pushed her hips up into Sid’s, nibbling lightly on his neck. They were closer than close now, and Sid whimpered quietly as his lover claimed him as her own, his cries quickly elevating into loud, echoing moans of ecstasy. “M-Max…oh…my…GOD…don’t stop—please!!” He clutched at her hips, his body shaking hard as darling Maxine violated him and slowly stroked his aching cock with her black lace hands. Her thrusts came harder and faster now, and she continued to bite at his neck, on tiptoe in her little boots on the floor. He liked her rough, and she took full advantage of it…
“Oh…Max…I…I…AGH!” Sid came, shouting absolute bloody murder. Didn’t matter. The crowd’s screaming drowned him out. Max met her own release, trembling under Sid, her toes curling and a soft hiss escaping her lips as a warm gush of his cum ran slick down her hands.
“L…lick it off…” she said weakly. Sid smiled sweetly, settling back onto his exhausted mistress’ chest and taking her hand, sucking lightly at each fingertip. Maxine rested her other hand on his belly. “Haah…you’re such a good fuck…” She smiled—Cheshire cat grin—and kissed his cheek.
“And you’ve got such a nice cock, Mistress…” Sid giggled, content, cleaning her gloves well—or not, Mistress gave really nice “punishment” for not being thorough…
And Max was quite certain that her love wasn’t going to be sitting well for the next few days.
END