Helen 4 The Little Slave-girl
Date: 6/8/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: blackvamp1, Source: LushStories
Six months on, Helen was genuinely experienced now. She had done the sex-party scene to death, and (frustrated with her home life) she had moved out and moved in with Sandra, with whom she had (despite the difference in their ages) managed to fall hopelessly in love. The combination of deep, satisfying romantic love, with the complete freedom to shag anyone she liked was just what the doctor ordered as far as Helen was concerned. People were not built to be monogamous, and an arrangement such as she had with Sandra was the answer. Of course, there had to be rules, as in any relationship, and the Number One rule here was that neither of them should shag anyone else without the other being present. For six months this had worked perfectly. Naturally, they had the odd argument, but generally it was an enviable arrangement: the older woman was driven wild by the younger girl’s beauty and massive sex-drive, and her complete lack of cynicism, whilst the young girl was very appreciative of the older woman’s devotion and very considerable experience. One day they were having a “lie in”; Helen was leaning on her partner’s breasts whilst moving a finger lazily in and out of her vagina, when Sandra suddenly sat up, as though she had made a decision. “Helen… you know I love you, don’t you?” Helen froze, despite her total trust in the older woman. She had only heard that expression on The Maury Show, and it was always a prelude to the one who said it owning up to being unfaithful, or ...