Switched (9 page)

     There was a span of seductive
silence between them. Finally she grabbed her wallet and purse along with the
check and got up. “Let’s go.”

     Amy followed looking somewhat
school-girlish with the pigtails, short shorts and the pink tank top she wore.
Kali felt the damp between her own legs increase in her anticipation and when
she walked the folds of intimate flesh between her thighs slid together. They
were fifteen minutes from her apartment. Leaving the diner quickly, they got
into Amy’s car. She leaned over to the driver’s seat and kissed Amy full on the
mouth while dragging her fingers lightly over Amy’s inner thigh. She continued
upward, allowing her fingers to glide over the jean fabric covering the tender
nub she so badly wanted to suck and rub.

     Amy whimpered and pushed her hips
forward a little. “Mistress Kali, can we please go back to your apartment?”

     Kali continued rubbing her through
her shorts. “Can Mistress Kali use a crop on your wet labia?”

     “Yes, Mistress.”

     “Mm. Good.” She pulled back,
straightened herself in the passenger seat and put on her seatbelt, noting with
a hint of amusement that a man in an adjacent SUV had been watching them and
could see right down into the car. He knew exactly where Kali’s hand was. For
his benefit she undid her seatbelt, leaned over again, lifted Amy’s shirt
baring her right breast and suckled the nipple, pausing to look at the man in
the SUV as she flicked Amy’s now hard nipple with the tip of her tongue. “Maybe
we should wait and give our little friend a show.”

     For the first time, Amy noticed
they were being watched and instinctively moved to cover herself, but Kali
caught her hand and pushed it away.

     “Let him watch,” she said, lifting
Amy’s shirt higher, exposing her left breast, too. She ran her hands over Amy’s
ample chest. “Now take off your shorts and be sure to toss your panties on the
dash.”

     Fear masked Amy’s face. “What if
someone calls the police?”

     Kali looked over at the man
watching them. From the look on his face she could tell he wasn’t going
anywhere. As a matter-of-fact, she was pretty sure he was probably rubbing
himself and would be jerking off before long. “He’s not calling anyone. He
likes it.”

     With a visible shudder, Amy undid
the top button of her shorts, and then unzipped them, slowly wriggling her hips
until her shorts and panties were around her thighs.

     “Move the seat back all the way,”
Kali instructed.

     Amy followed orders without flaw, and
then went back to slipping out of the short shorts. Her pussy, clean shaved,
glistened with her arousal. She tossed the black thong panties onto the dash.

     Kali lifted Amy’s right leg over
the console, exposing her pussy to the man in the SUV. The look on the man’s
face, how intently he leaned over his dash looking between Amy’s legs, told
Kali he probably had his cock in his hand. She ran her fingers through Amy’s
slit, dragging the wetness from her hole up and over her clit, teasing it. She
blew on it and rubbed it a little, treating it like a small penis, she even
tugged on it from the base just a little causing Amy to whimper and push
forward some more.

     Carefully, Kali moved her head
between Amy’s thighs and the steering wheel and began sucking on her. Her eyes
traveled up to Amy whose aroused expression left her eyes half open, watching
the man in the SUV. Kali let her fingers do some of the work now. “I bet he’s
imagining stuffing his prick into your wet hole right now, she whispered into
Amy’s ear. Then she planted a soft kiss on her neck.

     She positioned three fingers and
slid them inside Amy, causing Amy to toss her head back with a moan. “Maybe I
should let him fuck your tight ass. I have some condoms and lube in my bag.
Would you like a strange parking lot man to fuck your ass?”

     She was surprised when she heard,
“No ma’am. Not without Sir’s permission, ma’am.”

     “That’s too bad. Eric probably
wouldn’t want to share anyway,” she whispered, slipping the high heeled shoes
off of her feet. She pulled the small bottle of lube out of her bag and rubbed
some on the heel and toe of the shoe, sliding the toe between Amy’s labia and
around her clit. Then she spread Amy’s legs wide and, as gently as she could
muster, slid an inch of the high heel into Amy’s pussy; slowly fucking her with
the heel of the shoe while furiously rubbing Amy’s clit, causing her to moan
and whimper. When she was certain that Amy came, denoted by the length of her
moan and the furious grinding against Kali’s skilled fingers she pulled the
heel of the shoe out of Amy’s pussy and lifted it to her mouth.

     “Now watch him and suck your come
off the heel of my shoe,” Kali ordered, very aware of how wet she was. She
quickly decided she would have Amy please her when they got to her apartment.

     Amy did as she was told and took
the heel into her mouth, sucking it with the same vigor with which Kali had
seen her suck Eric’s cock. The man in the SUV closed his eyes in a moment of
paralysis and his body stiffened.

     “Well I think our friend had a
happy ending,” Kali said in triumph. She left Amy’s panties on the dash and
handed her back her shorts. “We should go. There is still much to be done for
you to please your mistress.”

     Amy slipped back into her shorts,
moved the seat back up, put on her seatbelt, and turned the keys in the
ignition. Both women smiled at the man in the SUV one last time before Amy
pulled out of the parking lot and drove toward Kali’s. All the while Kali got
more and more excited thinking of all the kinky things she was going to do to
Amy when they got there.

     Within minutes they arrived at
Kali’s second floor apartment.

     Still turned on by Amy’s sensual
performance in the car, Kali wasted no time getting up to her apartment and
leading Amy to the bedroom. After setting her shopping bags in the closet, she
quickly slid out of her heels and the short black dress she wore. Amy followed,
dropping her purse on the chair next to the window.

     “Get undressed, love,” Kali
ordered, pulling the small crop she used exclusively for pussy spankings from
the nightstand drawer along with a remote controlled vibrating harness that fit
snuggly over the wearer’s clit. The harness could also secure a vibrating butt
plug and dildo in place.  She wanted to tease Amy’s clit and fill both her
holes while Amy went down on her. Kali couldn’t help but get exciting watching
Amy undress. She pulled out a bottle of lube along with the medium butt plug
and a solid dildo.

     Amy stood before her, naked and
waiting. She said nothing being the obedient little sub she was.

     “Bend over the bed, shoulders to
the mattress,” she said.

     Without word, Amy did as she was
told.

     Kali smacked her inner thighs.
“Legs apart.”

     Amy stepped her legs apart, giving
Kali better access.

    She squirted some lube on her
fingers and worked her fingers through Amy’s slit then into her ass crack.
Gently she used two lubed fingers to probe Amy’s tight asshole. Amy whimpered
slightly as Kali worked both fingers in.

     When she was satisfied that Amy was
turned on, she lubed the butt plug and slowly worked it in. For as much anal as
Eric was likely giving her, Amy still seemed terribly tight, until finally, she
seemed to relax, taking the entire plug to the flared flange. Kali smacked her
ass. “Good girl.”

     Then Kali took the dildo and gave
it a little bit of lube, too, just to make the process of getting it in faster.
Pushing it into the precipice of Amy’s wet hole, it slid in with no resistance
all the way to the hilt and Amy moaned and pushed back on it. 

     “Now stand, spread your legs, and
put your hands behind your back,” Kali ordered.

     Amy stood with her hands behind her
back and turned toward Kali. She parted her legs again as Kali fitted the
vibrating egg, sheathed in a latex sleeve with massaging nubs, right over Amy’s
clit and strapped the harness around her waist and thighs. Once she was sure it
was secure, she flicked on the remote. The egg came alive and vibrated against
Amy’s clit, causing the massaging nubs to begin working the tender, swollen
flesh.

     Amy cried out in surprise.

     “Does that feel good,” Kali asked,
knowing damn well it did. Brad had used a similar harness on her several times,
even once when they went out to dinner.

      Amy nodded. “Yes Mistress.”

      With a satisfied grin, Kali got
onto the bed, leaned against the headboard and spread her legs. “Come here and
please me.”

     With a brief maneuver to get onto
the bed without using her hands, Amy climbed onto the mattress and positioned
herself between Kali’s legs. She kept her arms behind her back and leaned
forward, burying her head between Kali’s legs and sucking on Kali’s swollen
clit. Kali shoved her hips forward and held Amy’s head in place while rocking
against her.

     “Stick your tongue in my pussy,”
she said, breathless.

     Amy’s tongue slipped down and
straight into Kali’s wet hole and then she slid it back up to Kali’s clit and
circled it. Kali cried out and so Amy did it again, and again.  Finally, Kali
held Amy to her clit and rocked against her hard tongue until finally, Kali
came against Amy’s mouth.

     She gently pulled Amy’s head away
from her crotch, leaned down and kissed her full on the lips, tasting her own
sweet and musky juices on Amy’s lips and tongue. The gentle purring of the
vibrating egg between Amy’s legs reminded Kali that Amy’s pussy needed a
spanking. “Now you lay on your back with your legs spread wide for me. Keep
your hands above your head.”

     Amy repositioned herself, baring
her filled ass and pussy and the vibrating egg that massaged her clit. Kali
grabbed the crop and gently dragged it along Amy’s inner thighs, then around
the harness and across the soft flesh of Amy’s labia. Then, with short, quick,
smacks, she spanked the exposed parts of Amy’s pussy and pressed down on the
vibrating egg with one finger. Amy immediately began moaning and pushing her
hips forward.

     “Should I let you come?” Kali
asked, knowing damn well Amy’s answer would be yes.

     “Yes, Mistress,” she cried out.
Then she begged, “Please Mistress!”

     She pressed on the vibrating bullet
and began moving it around in a circular motion. “Oh, yes, I suppose I probably
ought to let you come since you did such a good job eating my pussy. How’s
this?”

     As she talked dirty, Amy’s moans
grew louder until she cried out in release. That was the hardest Kali had seen
Amy orgasm.

     “Thank you, Mistress,” Amy said
through labored breath.

     Kali turned off the vibrator and
removed the harness, butt plug and dildo. “You’re welcome, my dear. I’m going
to clean myself up and then you can have the bathroom to freshen up and wash
these toys.”

     Giving Amy a bright smile, she
slipped into the bathroom.

     It didn’t take long for both women
to find themselves dressed again. Kali wandered from the bedroom, content and
happy when she realized the answering machine was blinking.

     Amy, whose mind was back on their
shopping trip from earlier, trailed behind her. “You have to try on those jeans
with the blue blouse,” Amy was saying.

     Kali looked at the answering
machine, confused. She had just seen Brad and she was with Amy, and those were
the only two people who would have called. Something bad must have happened. 
Her stomach did a somersault.

     Amy came up behind her. “Ghost?”

     “What?”

     “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
Everything okay?” Amy rummaged through her purse, pulled out some lip gloss and
put it on, then dropped her purse next to the table with the answering machine
on it.

     “I have a message,” Kali said.

     “Okay…” Amy lifted an eyebrow.

     “No one has this number except you,
Eric, and Brad.”

     Amy shrugged. “It’s probably just
Brad wondering where you are. Or Eric wondering where I am. Of course the best
way to find out is to press play,” she finished with a snarky grin.

     “That flippant attitude of yours is
what gets you in trouble,” Kali told her with a forced smile. With a sense of
dread she pressed
play
. She regretted it almost immediately.

     The lilt of her Russian accent
filled the apartment and seemed to linger. "Laura, hi. It's Misha. It took
some work to find you so I hope this is really your number. Look, I'm calling
because you need to know Victor is looking for you and he is not happy. If this
is you and I was able to find you, you know he'll find you, too. He sent
Richard along with two of his men. I thought you should know."

     Kali's blood ran cold and a
nauseated feeling overwhelmed her. Oh God, not Victor. It had been three years
since she'd seen him kill a man, and three years since she ran away from L.A.
with only the clothes on her back and a hundred grand from Victor's safe.
That's what it took to get away from that abusive bastard. He threatened to
kill her if she told anyone what she’d seen. Victor had cut a man’s throat ear
to ear, and then shoved the lifeless body into a car loaded with explosives.
She remembered the car exploding as they drove away. Russian mafia was nothing
to mess with. Some of the stolen money she'd spent to get here. All so she
could disappear into a suburb outside of Boston. The rest she'd spent on the
plastic surgery to have Victor's brand and tattoo removed from her shoulder and
left buttock respectively. The only thing she couldn't do was leave the bdsm
scene. She tried - she really did. But she needed it too much. It was really
all she'd ever known after her parents passed. So she reincarnated herself as a
Domme named Kali and hid in plain sight, privately switching with some of her
play partners to get the submission she craved. Now, her past was catching up
to her. She was again that terrified sub named Laura who accidentally fell in
with the wrong crowd with the wrong Dom.