The Ladies Room
By Alan Rovel
(An ANB Short)
From the Book “Lady O”
Smashwords Edition
2011 Copyright Alan Rovel
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“A New Beginning- Shorts” series book
The following story is fictitious, as are the characters.
Any resemblance to actual persons or places, is purely coincidental
All Characters portrayed are at least 18 years of age
Kate had been invited to a party thrown by one of the other women in her “Circle”. She was taking her new Pet with her, to show her off, and was bringing Sarah along; as one of her friends had expressed interest in “Taking her off her hands”. Kate told Dean to come along, saying that he owed her for all the boring Artist events; and wanted him to keep an eye on Sarah.
Kate had a special collar made for Barbara for more formal occasions; a single leather strand necklace with a silver rectangular medallion, on which a large black K had been engraved and painted. Sarah, on the other hand, wore simply a black choker with a small red K ornament hanging from it.
At the party, Kate was showing off her young brunette Pet, with her new outfit, to all of her friends. Dean was watching Sarah, and after a while she told him that she needed to go to the ladies room. He told her to go ahead and meet him back at the same spot when she finished. Sarah left to go find the bathroom and Dean turned away, not noticing the woman following her.
The young blonde finally located the ladies room and entered, only to be quickly followed by another woman. As she entered, the older woman said to Sarah; “Oh. I’m sorry dear; I didn’t realize it was single user. I just need to fix my make-up. You don’t mind do you dear?” Sarah said it was ok, and the older woman set her large black handbag on the counter.
As Sarah was finishing, she paused to look at herself in the bathroom mirror. “That’s such a lovely necklace dear,” the woman said, referring to the young blondes choker collar, “but you have such lovely blue eyes, and blue would look so much better than that red.” Sarah thanked the woman for the compliment on hers eyes, and wondered what a blue ornament would look like. The woman moved over to Sarah, “I think just might have something with me that you can try,” she, said looking into her bag. Sarah said that she didn’t think it would be ok, as it was given to her to wear for that night. “It’s ok, my dear,” the woman said, “Just close your eyes and trust me, it will be fine.” Sarah, somewhat reluctantly closed her eyes, not sure of the beautiful older woman’s intentions. As Sarah closed her eyes, the woman reached over and locked the door and then retrieved a black leather collar with a medallion hanging from it. She reached around Sarah’s neck and unsnapped the choker, put it on the counter, and then replaced it with her wider black leather collar with the medallion. “You can open your eyes now dear.” the woman told the young blonde. Sarah opened her eyes, and looked at the image of herself in the mirror. The choker had been replaced by a one inch wide black leather collar; a silver medallion hung from the ring on the front ; a large sapphire blue J stamped on it; and yes , it matched her eyes perfectly. Sarah looked into the mirror at the woman now standing behind her. “That’s so much better, my dear,” she said adjusting the collar so that the medallion was front center, “don’t you think so?”
As the young blonde stood there, unsure of what to say, the older woman gently swept her arms behind her back, and fastened a pair of black handcuffs on her wrist. Sarah started to say something, but never had a chance, as a black rubber ball was forced into her mouth, and secured behind her head. “Hello Sarah, My name is Jacqueline; and I’ve been expecting you.” the lovely ebony woman told her.
Outside at the party, Kate received a text message on her phone. She took one look at the message, smiled, and turned to her pet and said, “Sarah has a new Mistress.”
The young blonde was now up on the bathroom counter, her head leaning back against the mirror, her hands cuffed behind her, the blindfold and ball gag still firmly in place. Jackie raised the skirt of the young blonde and, raising her hips of the counter, pushed it back to her waist. She then removed Sarah’s panties and placed them on the counter. Jackie opened her large handbag and took out a pair of black latex gloves and a small bottle of lubricant. She placed a small amount of lubricant on the tips of two fingers, and then slowly inserted them into the young blonde, slowly twisting as she moved in and out. Sarah moaned, but was all but silenced by the rubber ball in her mouth.
Her gloved fingers now showing signs of wetness; Jackie withdrew her hand and reached over to her bag. “I understand that Kate prefers a more hands on approach with her young Pets,” Jackie said , reaching into her handbag, “but I like to think a bit larger.” she said, as she withdrew her black leather Strap-on harness , with the thick- eight inch-dark flesh rubber cock and secured it around her waist. Jackie put the head of the massive fake cock at the entry of the young blondes’ pussy, and said “It may take a while, and it may hurt some at first, but I can assure you, it WILL all fit.” as she slowly slid the rubber shaft into the young blondes’ pussy. If Sarah screamed, it was all but muffled by the ball gag in her mouth.
Jackie continued to work the thick rubber dildo into the young blonde, pausing along the way to allow the young blonde’s body to adjust the girth of her fake cock. As she had managed to insert a good portion of the eight inch length; Jackie increased her pace, lifted Sarah’s legs above her shoulders, and began to give the young blonde the fucking of her lifetime. Sarah went wild, her body out of control. Jackie held firmly to the young blondes legs, as her hips began to rise off the counter. Jackie continued her vaginal assault as Sarah, her head now raised off the mirror behind her, let out a long muffled Yessssssssssssssssssssssss”.
The young blonde lay motionless, as her new Mistress removed the massive rubber dildo, and began to clean it off. Jacqueline now had her first “Full Time” Pet, and couldn’t wait to get her home.
Dean had begun to get concerned about Sarah. It had been some time since she left to find the ladies room, and she had yet to return. He knew he couldn’t call Kate, as she would “read him the riot act” for not keeping track of her; so he decided to look for Sarah himself.
He found the ladies room and knocked on the door. As there was no answer, Dean slowly opened the door to look inside, then stepped inside for a better look. There was no sign of the young blonde anywhere. “Damn!” he said, “She got away, and Kate’s gonna kill me.” Dean turned to exit the bathroom; and, as he opened the door he was blocked by a tall and stunning blonde, in a sleeveless red knee length dress and red high heel ankle boots.
“Leaving so soon?” she asked.
“I…I was just looking for someone.”
“Well, looks like you found her.”, the woman said, pushing him back into the ladies room
“Look, I……..” he started to say, but quickly was cut off.
“Don’t talk, just listen,” she said. “I’m going to count to ten and when I’m done, you will be completely naked, your clothes stacked neatly on the counter, understand?” she said, sternly.
Dean nodded his head, to signal that he did.
“Good…..1…2…3…4,” she started counting, and he quickly removed his boots, jeans, t-shirt, and underwear, folded them and put them on the counter just as she was saying, “…..9…10….very good.” the woman said. Dean stood there in front of her completely naked, except for the wrist band with the K on it. The blonde took one look at the band, and reached for it, and said. “Oh, that’s so gotta go,”, as she removed it and tossed it on the counter, “Always hated those things anyway.”
Dean stood there stunned, as the woman stood there, her chin in her hand, her finger tapping her cheek. “Now, where do we begin?” She walked over to her large red handbag, opened it, and said; “oh yes…of course.” as took out wide black leather collar, a large red letter T on the front. “I’ll wear the jewelry, you …wear this.” she said, holding the collar up for Dean’s face. “Turn around and face the mirror,” she told him. Dean turned and she placed the collar around his neck and buckled it in the back. “Now isn’t that so much better?” she asked Dean, as she stood beside him, looking in the mirror.
“What’s next?” she asked herself, “Ah yes.” she said, as she removed a black leather blindfold from the bag. “I’m just going to slide this over your eyes.” she said, as she did just that, the wide black elastic band now stretched across the back of Dean’s head.
“Moving right along,” she said, as she removed a set of black handcuffs, “Be a good boy and put your arms behind your back for me.” Dean moved his arms and she attached the cuffs to his wrist.
“Not too tight, are they?” the stunning, and now clearly in charge blonde said.
“No”, he replied.
“No?” she said, moving up to his ear, “You’re wearing my collar now, you might want to try that answer again.”
“No…Mistress”, Dean replied
“Very good; now that wasn’t so hard was it? You don’t have to answer, it was rhetorical.” she said. “You know what, all this conversation is taking up too much of my time,” she said, reaching back in her bag, and removing a black rubber ball gag, “Now be a doll and open wide for me.” Dean did as instructed and she placed the rubber ball in his mouth and secured the strap around his head. “Perfect.” she said.
“You know, I came back here to find that cute little blonde that I saw you with earlier,” she said, “but It would seem that just missed her, so I guess you’ll have to do.” she added, as she removed her red dress, and reached in her bag, taking out a black leather Strap-on harness, with an eight inch rubber cock attached. “Now bend over the counter,” she said, as she poured some lube on the head of the rubber cock, “This is probably going to hurt; but try not to cry, that’s a brand new blindfold you’re wearing.” She moved behind Dean and began to push the head of the Rubber cock inside his ass. Dean had no intention of crying; as he was actually becoming quite aroused by the whole experience.
The head of large rubber cock having cleared his sphincter; The woman slowly pushed the shaft of her strap-on dildo into the ass of the man bent over on the counter, working it in and out, and slightly deeper with each entry, pausing only to allow his ass to adjust the two inch thick shaft.. Deans’ head was pressed against the mirror in front of him, as the woman leaned forward; her hands now on the counter at his sides- her arms supporting her, and began to feverishly thrust the full length of her 8 inch rubber cock into Deans’ ass. He felt the balls of her rubber cock slapping against his ass, as his mind gave way to his body; the orgasm within now spraying on the counter below.
The tall blonde removed her massive tool from Dean’s ass. She stood over the sink, rinsing off the rubber cock, wiped off her dildo, the removed the Strap-on, and returned it to her handbag. She leaned over the now exhausted Dean, and removed her blindfold and ball gag; wiping his saliva off the rubber ball, and put them both back into her handbag. The tall blonde removed a small card from her purse and tossed it on the counter, next to his clothes. “Call me,” she said, as she put her red dress back on, “and bring the collar with you.” The woman took a look at her makeup in the mirror, made a few minor adjustments, and exited the ladies room, “Oh, and you might want to clean yourself up.” she said, the door closing behind her. Dean picked up the card; it said simply “Terri”, and had a phone number.
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Also By Alan Rovel
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The ANB Shorts Collection Volume 1
About the author: Alan Rovel
Alan Rovel’s material lives on the far edge of Erotica.
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