Shayla and Mimi's Free Week (by Jay Lieberman)

[sabee1985]

Shayla and Mimi's Free Week

WARNING

The following work of fiction details explicit sexual interaction between
consenting adults in a BDSM scene, and will most probably offend someone out
there. If that's the case, don't read any further or you only have yourself to
blame.

The work is the copyright of its author, Jay Lieberman, who can be reached at
jaylbrman@yahoo.com. Permission to reproduce electronically is granted as long
as the author is credited.

Look for Part 1- Shayla's Special Gift.

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After the torrid weekend with John, Shayla's relationship with her Master had
changed, as she had hoped it would, though the change didn't quite take the form
that she had expected. Instead of bringing her closer to the man whose affection
she had so sorely sought, it made her realize that, in fact, she was more
attracted instead to Mimi. And thus in a strangely ironic turn of events, she
managed to achieve the fulfullment of a satisfied sexual partner to serve, while
trying to appease her former Master, with the tool she had intended to use
becoming instead the solution. Of course, this didn't do John much good, but, to
her amazement, Shayla was coming to find she didn't care.

She had not bothered inviting him back for the energetic session she and Mimi
had shared a day later, nor had she returned his messages on her answering
machine. Instead, she had met with him three days later for coffee, told him it
was over, and left it at that. John was rocked, of course, but being the
determined man he was made a mental note to chase up the leggy blonde that had
started working at his company last week. Shayla had been relieved, and rushed
home to share the news with her new play partner.

Where Shayla and John had shared a strictly sub-dom relationship, Mimi and
Shayla shared a more fluid exchange of power, with each taking turns as the
dominant partner, exercising control over the other. They had made a decision
that, to be totally fair, whoever was in charge would be able to force the sub
to do *anything* they wanted, to explore any fantasy, no matter how perverse.
The flip side, of course, was that next time the glove would be on the other
hand (in more ways than one...) and revenge could be very sweet.

At this point they had not truly tested each other's limits; none of the
activities they had engaged in went much beyond what they had initially done
with John. Thus it was decided that a special weekend was needed, to break new
ground, and cement their relationship. Each of them managed to get a week off
work (this wasn't hard for Mimi, being a student), and they packed their bags
and set off to a remote mountain cabin that Shayla's family had owned for
decades. A three hour drive from their homes, and a good hour or more from the
nearest shop, it was isolated enough for them to get up to all sorts of mischief.

Mimi brought with her a black suitcase in addition to her duffel bag, the
contents of which she would not divulge to the curious Shayla, despite numerous
threats and protestations. Instead, she merely giggled and winked slyly,
heightening Shayla's frustration. It became a game, almost; during conversation
on the long drive, Shayla would go -"So, what's in the case, then?"; but it
never worked. Mimi enjoyed how tormented her friend was, and secretly suspected
that she could have elicited the same reaction had she brought a totally empty
case.

They arrived at the cabin late Saturday afternoon, determining to remain until
the next Saturday, assuming they had sufficient supplies of food. Shayla had
stopped to purchase a generous supply of groceries from the shops that were
closest, the old man who worked there grinning slyly at the kinky bisexual girls.
And it was little wonder- Mimi was wearing a PVC skirt (no underwear of course)
and a crop top that covered little of her enormous breasts, and Shayla was
wearing cutoff jeans and a skin-tight white t-shirt. It was enough to send a man
blind with lust. Several times during the drive Shayla had tried to sneak a hand
under Mimi's skirt, only to have it slapped away with a giggle- "Wait until we
get there, naughty!"

So it was with a good deal of anticipation that the girls settled into the small
cabin, dumping their bags in the bedroom and settling down in the living room
before the fireplace. Shayla soon had a cheery fire blazing away, and Mimi
poured them two scotches. Conversation was limited to small talk until the third
or fourth drink, at which point Mimi fell silent, and regarded Shayla with a
mixture of curiosity and desire.

"So..." Mimi began, and Shayla returned the lustful look. "I can see you've been
gagging for it, haven't you?"

Shayla nodded, allowing Mimi to take the dominant role for the evening with that
mute acquisition.

Mimi nodded, and stood up. Smiling softly, she walked forward to the couch
Shayla was seated on, and gently ran her hands through her short black hair,
pausing to tilt Shayla's head back, so that she looked up at her girlfriend.
Shayla gazed up with adoration, and ran her hands up inside Mimi's PVC skirt,
rubbing her toned thighs slowly. Mimi released her grip, and pushed Shayla's
hands away. Grabbing at the skirt, she hiked it up, revealing her shaved cunt.
Shayla began to almost drool, and Mimi wiggled her ass.

"Like that, don't you, you little whore," Mimi whispered, and Shayla again
nodded mutely. "Good."

Mimi turned around, and bent over, revealing her hairless crack to Shayla, who
gazed at the puckered anus that was now visible, remembering with lust its taste,
its texture, and its flexibility. Watching John's cock disappear up it had
turned her on immeasurably, but not half as much as sucking his cum from the
orifice, as if it were nectar. Now, though, she didn't need a man's come as an
excuse to bury her face in this treat. Leaning forward, she parted Mimi's
buttocks and buried her tongue as deep as she could in the waiting pleasure hole.

Mimi shuddered and ground her hips into Shayla's face as the woman explored her
rear orifice with her tongue. Shayla responded by prying the fleshy buttocks
further apart, burying her face in the exposed cleft. Licking and sucking
vigorously at the puckered anus, she slipped a finger down and into Mimi's now-sopping
slit, fingering her clit while the lithe Asian moaned and rubbed her massive
tits, pinching her nipples while she did so. Shayla responded in turn by adding
two fingers, gently prying the well-used rectum apart so as to lick at the sides
of the orifice.

Mimi by now was lost in the throes of orgasm, crying out and rubbing her excited
nipples roughly. As her body spasmed Shayla began to make pleased moaning noises
from her position. Mimi grinned to herself, and decided for a change of pace.
Stepping forward, she spun round and pushed Shayla back into the couch, pausing
to lick her taste off Shayla's lust-flushed face. Shayla quivered and then
gasped as Mimi slipped an expert hand down her cutoffs, and begin to massage her
lover's sopping cunt.

Shayla tugged at the denim garment, and Mimi helped her get the cutoffs off,
then stripped herself while Shayla removed her top. Both now naked, they gazed
in adoration at each other's lithe bodies, Shayla especially enamoured with Mimi's
truly magnificent breasts, easily double the size of any she had seen before.
Incredible though it seemed, they were quite real, and in decidedly good shape.
Mimi jiggled them with a giggle, and then knelt down to administer a deep
tonguing to her friend's wet orifice.

Shayla shuddered in delight as Mimi's tongue quickly found its target, and she
pushed both her hands down on the Asian's head, forcing her face deeper between
her legs. Mimi responded appropriately, grinding her face into the wet hole,
lapping at the freely flowing juices. Shayla began to make short, sharp cries,
much like the yapping of a small dog, and pulled at Mimi's hair without
realizing it. Mimi grunted in annoyance, but continued her oral assault,
launching Shayla into a short but powerful orgasm, gently reducing the attack on
the clit as the spasms died in her girlfriend's toned sleek boyish frame.

"Mmm... that was good..." Shayla leaned back, eyes closed, and ran her hands
through Mimi's hair as the buxom Asian lapped up the excess runoff of her friend's
come.

"I'm glad you liked it," Mimi stood up, and flopped down into the chair next to
her naked lover. "But, that was just foreplay..."

"Oh really?" Shayla gave a mock innocent look, and Mimi grinned slyly.

Shaking her head, Mimi got up again, and went to fetch her bag of tricks. Shayla
watched the Asian's nude form as it gracefully crossed the room, and instantly
began to feel wet again; she was so hot! Mimi, aware of the scrutiny, wiggled
her ass and made sure her nether lips were showing as she bent right over to
pick up her bag. Turning, she winked at Shayla and returned, her hips swaying as
her mammoth breasts bobbed with each step.

"Now, this is going to take a while, so we need you in a comfortable position,"
Mimi began, and Shayla nodded, curious and excited.

Jumping up, Shayla explained that the couch was a pull-out bed, and proceeded to
remove the cushions, then with Mimi's help she yanked the recalcitrant apparatus
into shape. It fell into place eventually, and Shayla bounced on it, giggling as
the springs sounded the tension applied to them. Mimi nodded, and motioned for
Shayla to get on all fours. Positioning the cushions underneath her friend, she
made sure Shayla could relax in the doggie position, then returned to her bag.

"What now?" Shayla enquired, a little apprehensive but still excited.

No response. Instead, she felt a sudden cold insertion in her anus, followed by
the trickle of a wet substance down the inside of her leg. The insertion was
followed by what must have been a finger, which proceeded to smear generous
amounts of lube around her ring, delving as deep as possible while also not
neglecting the exterior. Shayla gasped, but said nothing, preferring to wait and
see what was in store. Mimi also remained silent, intent on the task at hand.

Presently the finger was joined by a second, and the pair began to gently push
in and pull out of the slowly-relaxing anus, until a third could be added with
little effort. Shayla panted and reached back to rub her excited clit, which
earned her a stinging slap on the left buttock. Yelping, she turned back to
question Mimi, and received another strike, on the right buttock, this time much
harder. Biting her lip, Shayla turned forward again, and winced as the fingers
were driven deeply, then yanked out savagely.

Holding her breath, Shayla waited to see what was next. She heard Mimi rummaging
in her bag, then a curt command was issued- "Close your eyes, you little anal
whore." Shayla hadn't been talked to like that since John, and the tingling
sensation the tone created in her told her she had been missing out on how much
dirty talk turned her on. Closing her eyes, she breathed rapidly, and heard Mimi
clamber onto the bed in front of her. "Open them."

Shayla opened her eyes and was greeted by the largest dildo she had seen
strapped to someone. At least nine inches long, it was almost as thick as her
wrist, and was covered in numerous bumps and ridges, designed to enhance
pleasure (or discomfort). Gnawing at her bottom lip, she waited a second, then
realized what was expected of her. Opening wide, she took the end of the latex
phallus in her mouth, and began to suck.

"That's right bitch, suck my cock. SUCK IT!" Mimi exhorted her slave, and yanked
at Shayla's hair.

Shayla gave out a muffled cry around the strap-on, and Mimi laughed cruelly. "Ha!
You did enough pulling when I sucked your filthy whore cunt, didn't you? Well,
have some back!" She gave Shayla's short hair a vigorous tug, and thrust the
large fuck-toy three inches down her throat.

Shayla gagged and attempted to withdraw, but Mimi wouldn't allow it. Instead,
she grabbed the tomboyish dyke's head and drove the tool even deeper, yelling at
her to suck it. Shayla tried as best as she could, drawing on her experience
deep-throating John's impressive organ. But where John's cock had been fleshy
and warm, this item was cold and less pleasing to taste, and the going was
difficult. Sensing her friend's dismay, Mimi gave one last thrust and withdrew.

"You better have sucked my cock good, whore, 'cuz its going in your ass. All the
way. Gonna drive it into you," Mimi snarled, and rose to move behind Shayla.

Shayla grimaced and gritted her teeth as the mighty phallus was positioned at
the end of her lubed asshole. Mimi grinned, then began to slowly but firmly
insert the ribbed dildo, giving Shayla a savage slap with each rib that slipped
inside the distended anus. Shayla felt split in half. She cried out, loudly,
then bit her teeth after three stinging blows from her Asian domme. The dildo
continued its relentless assault, until Mimi's groin bounced off Shayla's fleshy
buttocks.

Satisfied, Mimi then really went to work. Shayla began to weep tears of pleasure
and pain as the tool ripped into her guts, thrust savagely by its toned wearer.
Each thrust became a little easier to bear, and the pleasure emanating from her
stretched anus began to outweigh the pain. Mimi continued her verbal assault as
well- "This is what I have planned, little whore, I wanna wreck your ass. I want
you to be as wide as two fists. I want your ass to hang loose for me to fuck
whenever I want. You'll have the loosest ass in the world when I'm done."
Excited by the dirty talk and the revelation of how much this fantasy of Mimi's
also turned her own, Shayla began to buck like a horse, thrusting back onto the
rubber cock, trying to take it deeper, ignoring the pain as it punched past her
second sphincter, even though it brought fresh tears to her eyes.

After another full five minutes of rampant thrusting, Mimi groaned and pulled
out, mimicking the actions of a man who had just emptied his load in Shayla's
gaping butt. Shayla twitched and collapsed, exhausted, on the cushions, while
Mimi gazed in adoration at her gaping anus, which was distended to the width of
the dildo, refusing to close after that assault. A thin trickle of lube ran down
her thigh, and Shayla's cunt was wetter than Mimi had ever seen it. Grinning,
she removed the strap-on and tossed it aside, deciding for now not to make her
whore suck it clean as it really was quite filthy.

After a while, Shayla moved as if to rise. but felt Mimi push her back down- "Not
yet, ass whore". A little worried by what was next, Shayla complied and waited
with baited breath. She heard Mimi rummaging again, and was not surprised by a
fresh application of lube. This substance was different, thicker and creamier
than the watery stuff the Asian had used earlier. Grimacing as Mimi rubbed her
abused anus, she was surprised when three fingers were suddenly shoved in, and
squealed when Mimi roughly twisted them back and forth.

"Get used to it, whore, its going to be the only fucktool you will receive from
now on," Mimi snarled, and added a fourth finger, stretching against the strong
ring of muscle as best she could.

Shayla grimaced and squirmed around, trying to find a position where the probing
hand wasn't so deep. But it was futile. Mimi grabbed her leg and, adding the
thumb, began to slowly fuck the ravaged ass, getting deeper with each thrust,
until the widest part of her hand was slapping into the anal muscle. Shayla
quivered- it felt damn good!- and began to gently thrust back, getting into the
swing of it. Then Mimi tensed her hand -"This is gonna hurt, bitch"- and pushed
hard, driving her hand up to the wrist into the ass. Shayla shrieked and begged
her to withdraw it, but Mimi ignored her, and instead stretched her fingers out,
so that they probed at the sensitive inner sphincter, eliciting a strange cry
indeed from her anal slave.

Shayla forced herself to relax as the hand continued deeper, the extended
fingers gently parting the second ring of muscle, allowing the arm to pass in
past the wrist. Mimi spent some time there, gently massaging the inner ring,
prying it open, forcing it to accept this intrusion. Shayla began to relax, and
enjoy the strong sensations that were being created by this action. She had a
series of gentle orgasms as the fingers probed deeper and hit some unknown spot.
The arm began to get sucked in by the hungry hole, and Mimi giggled as she
looked down and saw she was halfway up her forearm.

The widest part of her hand was now attempting to force its way past the tight
inner ring. "Once we get this mastered, you will be a true fistslave, and I can
punchfuck you every day. You'd like that, huh?" Shayla nodded mutely, then
shrieked as the hand passed through, and Mimi's arm was sucked in up to the
elbow. Smiling broadly, Mimi informed her slave of her progress, and Shayla
almost passed out. Certain that her ass would never be the same again, she began
to cast aside doubts and fears and enjoy it for what it was worth. Mimi shifted
her arm, sending waves of pleasure through her dyke lover, and then slowly
withdrew, until her fist was just inside the anal opening.

Knowing what was next, Shayla shrieked before the fist was even driven home,
bursting brutally through her ravaged inner ring, which would certainly never be
the same again. Again the arm was withdrawn, and again it was thrust up to the
elbow into her gaping bowels. Mimi continued to punchfuck her lover, who was
shrieking at the incredible pain and pleasure caused her insides, and gradually
increased her tempo, until she could totally withdraw and then pass right up
inside with virtually no resistance.

With a final mighty thrust she yanked her arm out; it came free with a loud pop,
and left behind a gaping hole that was twice as wide as it had been after the
strap-on fucking. Even Mimi was astonished, and she quickly whipped out her
camera to take a few shots. Shayla lay there, exhausted and incredibly sore, and
wondered if constipation would ever be an issue anymore; she was sure shit would
literally pour out of her all the time. Mimi rose to clean her shit-covered arm,
and Shayla rolled onto her side and fell asleep.

***** The pair slept long after the torrid fisting session, Shayla nursing her
ravaged bowels, Mimi her aching arms and back. The sphincter muscles are
incredibly strong, and it can be quite an effort to force them open. Late the
next afternoon, after a long lunch and a few drinks, talk came round to Shayla's
turn as domme, and what she had planned. Mimi didn't seem particularly worried-
she thought she knew the sub-inclined dyke well enough to know she didn't have
an active imagination when it came to dommeing- but Shayla remained quiet,
refusing to give hints.

After drinks, Shayla suggested that they lay naked next to the fire, and Mimi
readily agreed, enjoying the freedom of nudity, relishing in the lustful
reaction her huge breasts elicited from her lover. Stretched out in front of the
couches, they spent some time chatting, until Shayla suddenly rose, muttering
something about getting another drink. Mimi nodded and lay still, her thoughts
far away.

She was suddenly dragged back to reality by a clicking sound, and the pressure
of cold steel on her wrist. "What are you-" she began, and looked up to see her
hands being handcuffed to the metal base of a heavy coffee table. Her upper body
trapped, she giggled, and assumed this meant play time had begun. Looking up,
she saw Shayla standing over her, a fiendish gleam in her pretty eyes. In her
hand she held a hairbrush.

"I promise to be good," Mimi whispered in a half-mocking tone.

Shayla nodded, then brought the hairbrush down between the Asian's open legs,
striking her with great force and precision directly on her mound. Mimi let out
a bloodcurdling cry, and doubled over as much as she could, her cunt on fire.
Shayla barked a command, something like "Still!" and laid several more blows on
the Asian's toned ass, eliciting more shrieks, and pleas to stop. Several more
blows came, and then two hard blows right on her huge breasts, stinging them
incredibly.

Shayla grunted and grabbed ahold of one of the fleshy tits. Squeezing hard, she
twisted it savagely, and Mimi let out another scream, tears in her eyes. "Stop
it, you bitch!" This earned another savage twist, and another hit with the brush.
Shayla grinned, and pushed the crying girl back on the ground, noticing how wet
she was from excitement at this abuse.

"You like that, don't you slut?" she sneered, and Mimi said nothing, verging on
being terrified, her breasts and ass turning a nice shade of purple.

"You said you wanted to open my ass, didn't you? Wanted it nice and sloppy,"
Shayla snarled, and stood astride her slave. "Well, its time to inspect your
handiwork."

Turning around, she knelt down and squatted over the Asian's face. Shayla's hole
was still quite loose, gaping and a little distended, not fully recovered.
Amazed and turned on, Mimi wondered if it would ever be normal again. Not if she
had her way it wouldn't...

"I assume you're impressed, whore..." Shayla grunted, and lowered herself
further.

Mimi blanched as the smelly hole came close to her mouth- she'd never been a big
fan of coprophilia- but Shayla was insistent. As Mimi watched, Shayla's anus
puckered and expelled a large, stinking chunk of excrement, the mess smearing on
her face. "EAT IT!" echoed in her ears, and Shayla ground her butt downwards,
forcing the rest of the shit down the Asian's throat. Mimi coughed and gagged at
the taste, but proceeded to devour the mess, as Shayla mashed her ass into her
face.

Standing suddenly, Shayla turned to look down at the shit-covered face of her
lover, and grinned.

"Here's something to wash it down with, whore!" she spat, and let loose with a
stream of urine, striking Mimi in the face.

Without thinking, Mimi opened her mouth and drank the hot, bitter liquid,
blanching at the taste. The flow was strong, but brief, and when it stopped
Shayla flung herself down on the girl, licking her mess from the buxom Asian's
face. Mimi probed the tomboy's mouth with her shit-smeared tongue, and the two
lay there, for what seemed like hours, savoring the moment...

Part Three to come...

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