New Erotic F/F Story Part One [I Like Erotic Stories]
The following story is for adults only and should not be read by or shown to anyone under eighteen. All characters in my stories are over eighteen and above the age of consent. As with most of my stories this one is F/F, so if that isn’t to your taste please don’t waste your time. This is a two part story
Part One
Anna arrived back at her block of flats just after midnight. She paid the taxi driver and stomped towards the entrance door. She was in a foul mood. The 37-year-old woman had been looking forward to this night out all week. It was a rare chance to get out, dress up and enjoy herself. She had been out with her friends Suzy and Ellie and after a few drinks they had all started flirting with guys, to her horror both she and Suzy had ended up going after the same guy and he had brushed Anna off with a comment about not dating older women while Suzy had her tongue in his ear! That had been too much for the brown haired, short tempered Anna and she stormed away, hailed a taxi and went home alone and angry. The fucking nerve of Suzy, wait 'til she saw her again!
And so it was in this bad temper that she entered her building, far earlier than she had wished and steam still literally came from her ears as she just refused to calm down.
Normally she would take the lift up to her top floor flat but as she entered the building she saw it was already up there and after a moment's wait she decided to stomp her way up the stairs. After about ten steps she realised the stupidity of doing it in her high heels but through sheer bloody mindedness she continued, cursing under her breath with every step.
It was a smart, new building in the city and each floor had two large, expensive apartments. Anna liked living there except for one thing - Jayne, the woman who owned the other flat on the top floor. Jayne was the same age as Anna, but (in Anna's mind anyway) she looked older, fatter and uglier. Whereas Anna had long, dark, shiny locks, Jayne had a short dark haircut with cheap highlights. Also whereas Anna spoke in a posh, cultured, educated voice Jayne's voice was a rough, Scottish accent that swore far too often for Anna's liking. For long enough Anna had wondered how such a 'creature' could afford to live in the same block of flats that she paid for. But over time Anna had seen enough male visitors to Jayne's flat to form a very real suspicion that she was up to no good behind that door, drugs maybe, prostitution probably, something decidedly dodgy anyway.
The two women had never been friends. They had put up with each other, studiously ignored each other and, when they thought the other was not looking, cast vicious glances at each other. Both thought they were alpha females and would never get on. Their relationship had gotten worse just over a month ago when Jayne had been playing music way too loud during the day. Anna had been off her work sick and had been feeling bad anyway but the constant booming noise had been too much and she had stormed across the shared landing to rattle on her neighbours door. It had not been answered quickly and when it was Jayne's head was all that was visible. She had snapped at Anna, Anna snapped back demanding the music be put down before storming back to her own sick bed. Whether the music was turned down or not Anna could not tell but from that point the two of them had embarked on a petty feud of complaints back and forth that did nothing but anger and irritate both.
Tired and still angry, Anna made it up the last flight of steps and was greeted by the sight of Jayne seeing a man out of her apartment. Neither saw Anna and she stepped in against the wall and listened.
The man was softly spoken and very well dressed.
"Thank you Mistress Jayne, well worth the payment. Again sorry to ask for a session at such a late hour but it just so happened I had the chance. Here, please take this as an extra token of my appreciation."
Anna peered round to see the man hand Jayne a note of some description. And only then did it dawn on Anna that Jayne was not wearing 'conventional' clothing. The fat bitch was in a black PVC top and short, her fat tits falling out of it. She had on thigh high boots and elbow boots.
"Fuck's sake" hissed Anna under her breath as the truth dawned on her slightly inebriated mind.
The man then got in the lift and the doors pinged closed and it was at that point with Jayne just turning back to go into her flat that Anna burst forward and shouted.
"I fucking knew it! You're a whore! A fucking whore!"
Anna was drunk and aggressive, a bad combination. Her normal ability to bite her tongue was gone and she was saying exactly what she was thinking and acting without thought. Jayne whirled around at the sharp voice behind her and faced the raging bitch before calmly stating.
"Did you want something?"
Anna was out of control and got right up in Jayne's face, pointing and poking her finger at her.
"Yeah! You out of there! You've no fucking right to live there! You don't belong! I always wondered how you managed to afford this place and now I know! You're a whore! You....aaaaaargh!"
Anna broke off as Jayne casually reached her hand back and slapped her neighbour across the face. It unbalanced Anna and before she knew what was happening Jayne had taken a firm grip of her hair and was dragging her into her apartment!
Anna was too stunned to react as her neighbour dragged her forcibly into her flat then slammed the door shut. They were both about the same height, five foot six but Jayne had a good few pounds on Anna, though both boasted impressive breasts and were, rightly proud of their racks. Jayne was virtually dragging Anna behind her by the hair until she dumped her in a bedroom that lay just off the main hall.
Staggered, Anna took in her surroundings and was taken aback as she looked at various whips and floggers on the wall, a cage in the corner of the room, a rack like contraption and a cross clearly for tying people to.
"What the fuck...."
She got no further as Jayne's large hand engulfed her mouth and muffled it. Jayne leaned in close and spat her words out.
"I've had enough of you you stuck up bitch. It's about time you learned your place. On your knees and kiss my boots!"
Anna looked up at her attacker with incredulity and shook her head.
"You're mad, no way, I'm getting...."
She tried to crawl away but Jayne's fingers hooked into her hair and jerked her back and forced Anna's head right down at her boots. Anna tried to respond but whether through shock or alcohol she was lacking in strength and power and was easily manhandled by the larger woman. Jayne pushed her head down there and rubbed Anna's face across the toes of her boots.
"You'll do that gratefully when I'm finished with you."
Anna managed to get her head up and spat out.
"Fuck you!"
That just made Jayne laugh and she pulled over a wooden chair and sat on it and hauled Anna up and over her knee. Anna struggled and wriggled and couldn't figure out what was happening until she froze as she felt her neighbour hoist up the hem of her short skirt and expose her creamy white arse cheeks.
"I can see you need a good, hard lesson in respect bitch. So you can tell me when you've learned your lesson and are willing to kiss those boots of your own accord!"
With that Jayne began to spank Anna's arse firmly, each blow bringing a red palm print to her arse. After thirty or so and the smacks echoing through the room Anna cried out.
"OK! Ok! I'll do it! Please stop!"
Jayne halted her spanking and used Anna's hair to jerk her head around to face her.
"Try anything slut and you will regret it, understand?"
"Y-Yes."
That earned Anna another hard spank on her tender arse.
"Yes, Mistress Jayne. That is how you will address me from now on, understand?"
End of Part One
Part One
Anna arrived back at her block of flats just after midnight. She paid the taxi driver and stomped towards the entrance door. She was in a foul mood. The 37-year-old woman had been looking forward to this night out all week. It was a rare chance to get out, dress up and enjoy herself. She had been out with her friends Suzy and Ellie and after a few drinks they had all started flirting with guys, to her horror both she and Suzy had ended up going after the same guy and he had brushed Anna off with a comment about not dating older women while Suzy had her tongue in his ear! That had been too much for the brown haired, short tempered Anna and she stormed away, hailed a taxi and went home alone and angry. The fucking nerve of Suzy, wait 'til she saw her again!
And so it was in this bad temper that she entered her building, far earlier than she had wished and steam still literally came from her ears as she just refused to calm down.
Normally she would take the lift up to her top floor flat but as she entered the building she saw it was already up there and after a moment's wait she decided to stomp her way up the stairs. After about ten steps she realised the stupidity of doing it in her high heels but through sheer bloody mindedness she continued, cursing under her breath with every step.
It was a smart, new building in the city and each floor had two large, expensive apartments. Anna liked living there except for one thing - Jayne, the woman who owned the other flat on the top floor. Jayne was the same age as Anna, but (in Anna's mind anyway) she looked older, fatter and uglier. Whereas Anna had long, dark, shiny locks, Jayne had a short dark haircut with cheap highlights. Also whereas Anna spoke in a posh, cultured, educated voice Jayne's voice was a rough, Scottish accent that swore far too often for Anna's liking. For long enough Anna had wondered how such a 'creature' could afford to live in the same block of flats that she paid for. But over time Anna had seen enough male visitors to Jayne's flat to form a very real suspicion that she was up to no good behind that door, drugs maybe, prostitution probably, something decidedly dodgy anyway.
The two women had never been friends. They had put up with each other, studiously ignored each other and, when they thought the other was not looking, cast vicious glances at each other. Both thought they were alpha females and would never get on. Their relationship had gotten worse just over a month ago when Jayne had been playing music way too loud during the day. Anna had been off her work sick and had been feeling bad anyway but the constant booming noise had been too much and she had stormed across the shared landing to rattle on her neighbours door. It had not been answered quickly and when it was Jayne's head was all that was visible. She had snapped at Anna, Anna snapped back demanding the music be put down before storming back to her own sick bed. Whether the music was turned down or not Anna could not tell but from that point the two of them had embarked on a petty feud of complaints back and forth that did nothing but anger and irritate both.
Tired and still angry, Anna made it up the last flight of steps and was greeted by the sight of Jayne seeing a man out of her apartment. Neither saw Anna and she stepped in against the wall and listened.
The man was softly spoken and very well dressed.
"Thank you Mistress Jayne, well worth the payment. Again sorry to ask for a session at such a late hour but it just so happened I had the chance. Here, please take this as an extra token of my appreciation."
Anna peered round to see the man hand Jayne a note of some description. And only then did it dawn on Anna that Jayne was not wearing 'conventional' clothing. The fat bitch was in a black PVC top and short, her fat tits falling out of it. She had on thigh high boots and elbow boots.
"Fuck's sake" hissed Anna under her breath as the truth dawned on her slightly inebriated mind.
The man then got in the lift and the doors pinged closed and it was at that point with Jayne just turning back to go into her flat that Anna burst forward and shouted.
"I fucking knew it! You're a whore! A fucking whore!"
Anna was drunk and aggressive, a bad combination. Her normal ability to bite her tongue was gone and she was saying exactly what she was thinking and acting without thought. Jayne whirled around at the sharp voice behind her and faced the raging bitch before calmly stating.
"Did you want something?"
Anna was out of control and got right up in Jayne's face, pointing and poking her finger at her.
"Yeah! You out of there! You've no fucking right to live there! You don't belong! I always wondered how you managed to afford this place and now I know! You're a whore! You....aaaaaargh!"
Anna broke off as Jayne casually reached her hand back and slapped her neighbour across the face. It unbalanced Anna and before she knew what was happening Jayne had taken a firm grip of her hair and was dragging her into her apartment!
Anna was too stunned to react as her neighbour dragged her forcibly into her flat then slammed the door shut. They were both about the same height, five foot six but Jayne had a good few pounds on Anna, though both boasted impressive breasts and were, rightly proud of their racks. Jayne was virtually dragging Anna behind her by the hair until she dumped her in a bedroom that lay just off the main hall.
Staggered, Anna took in her surroundings and was taken aback as she looked at various whips and floggers on the wall, a cage in the corner of the room, a rack like contraption and a cross clearly for tying people to.
"What the fuck...."
She got no further as Jayne's large hand engulfed her mouth and muffled it. Jayne leaned in close and spat her words out.
"I've had enough of you you stuck up bitch. It's about time you learned your place. On your knees and kiss my boots!"
Anna looked up at her attacker with incredulity and shook her head.
"You're mad, no way, I'm getting...."
She tried to crawl away but Jayne's fingers hooked into her hair and jerked her back and forced Anna's head right down at her boots. Anna tried to respond but whether through shock or alcohol she was lacking in strength and power and was easily manhandled by the larger woman. Jayne pushed her head down there and rubbed Anna's face across the toes of her boots.
"You'll do that gratefully when I'm finished with you."
Anna managed to get her head up and spat out.
"Fuck you!"
That just made Jayne laugh and she pulled over a wooden chair and sat on it and hauled Anna up and over her knee. Anna struggled and wriggled and couldn't figure out what was happening until she froze as she felt her neighbour hoist up the hem of her short skirt and expose her creamy white arse cheeks.
"I can see you need a good, hard lesson in respect bitch. So you can tell me when you've learned your lesson and are willing to kiss those boots of your own accord!"
With that Jayne began to spank Anna's arse firmly, each blow bringing a red palm print to her arse. After thirty or so and the smacks echoing through the room Anna cried out.
"OK! Ok! I'll do it! Please stop!"
Jayne halted her spanking and used Anna's hair to jerk her head around to face her.
"Try anything slut and you will regret it, understand?"
"Y-Yes."
That earned Anna another hard spank on her tender arse.
"Yes, Mistress Jayne. That is how you will address me from now on, understand?"
End of Part One
