J's Revenge

by Alice Gee

Many thanks to Puella and Juliet (JJ) for their review and comments. Their support and encouragement is a constant source of inspiration for me.

J looked down on the woman sprawled naked on the bed beneath her. A thin sardonic smile touched her lips as she surveyed the totally exhausted body that still twitched and trembled spasmodically as the after effects of her almighty orgasm subsided and her heart and lungs fought to cool down her fevered body.

J recalled the scene of barely an hour before as this poised and elegant older woman, beautiful by any standards, had greeted her at the door to her home. She had been dressed in a diaphanous Janet Reger slip with a matching tanga. J’s breath had caught in her throat as she drank in the vision of loveliness that this woman had presented.

Now, less than an hour later the poised and elegant loveliness was gone replaced by a slack-jawed wreck of a woman, her hair disheveled and matted with sweat. Strands of which stuck to her sweaty brow. Her once immaculately applied lipstick was now smeared across her face and thin line of dribble ran from the corner of her mouth and across her cheek.

J savored the sight before her and reveled in the fact that she, what this slut of a woman had once referred to as ‘a mere 15 year old girl’, was the cause of the woman’s downfall from sophisticated elegance to degenerate whore. Moments before the woman had been screaming her name, her body thrusting up to meet the inward plunges of J’s 10 inch strap-on. A strap-on that was still buried to the hilt in the woman’s quivering vagina.

“I am going to have so much fun with you my - what was the word you used? What did you call yourself? Yes, little hausfrau. You are mine now, my charming little hausfrau and you will want this again and again.”

As she spoke J eased the flesh colored dildo from out of the woman’s saturated pussy.

A moan of disappointment came from the woman’s lips and her pussy walls clamped around the rubberized projection in an attempt to prevent the removal of the instrument that had brought her such ecstasy.

As the dildo pulled free of the hot, sodden pussy lips J noted with a satisfied smirk that a fresh stream of the woman’s secretions issued forth from her cunt to run down between her legs and further moisten the spreading damp patch that had formed under her ass.

J removed the harness from around her waist and then detached the still dripping dildo from the rubber ring in the harness. She placed the rubber dildo to the woman’s lips and said, “Lick it clean bitch. I don’t want one trace of your cum left on this when you are finished.”

The woman’s climax dulled eyes flashed momentarily as she made to respond to J’s contemptuous remarks.

“You had better clean it bitch because if you don’t, I’m out of here. The choice is yours slut. You want more of my fucking then you will clean it. Also, after you’ve cleaned it I want you to tell me that is the best fucking that you have ever had. That your old man has never fucked you as good as that. Come on, I’m waiting slut.”

The woman looked defiantly at J for a brief moment and then her eyelids dropped to shield the resignation in her eyes. The older woman opened her mouth and accepted the dildo into her mouth. By this action she also signaled her complete submission to the young teenager.

J watched as the older woman began to lick the dildo clean; a nod of approval joined the satisfied smile as indications of J’s contentment at the outcome of their sex session. J understood that the woman was now completely under her control and a feeling of euphoria passed through her body as she realized that she had this beautiful, graceful older woman as her future plaything.

She reached out a hand and began to caress the woman’s face. “Good girl, now lick it clean and then I will let you lick my pussy. You would like that wouldn’t you?”

The woman opened her eyes, looked at J and nodded her head slowly.

“That’s my girl. I know that we are going to have so much fun together. You just be a good girl for me and I will make sure that you have all the mind-blowing orgasms that you can handle. You just obey me my love and I will make you the most satisfied woman in town.”

J smoothed out the woman’s hair as she said this, attempting to return some semblance of the woman’s previous immaculate appearance.

“OK, that’s enough for now. I think you have done a good job of cleaning your little pleasure stick. As a special treat I may put it in your ass later but first I think you should go and get yourself cleaned up. You look like shit. I have no intention of letting you near my pussy looking like that. So, go on, you lazy, slovenly bitch, go make yourself presentable. And wipe that lipstick off your face; in future I do not want you to wear lipstick when I am here. Understand?”

The woman nodded meekly already completely cowed by this assertive young girl. She got off the bed and made to head for the bathroom.

“You seem to have forgotten something, cunt. Well, two things actually. Firstly, I told you to tell me that you have just had the best fucking of your life and that your husband is no match for me. Secondly, in future you will ask for my permission before you leave a room. I know I told you to get cleaned up but you will still ask for my permission before you leave a room. Understand bitch?”

The woman cast her eyes down and said in a low voice, “That was the best fucking that I have ever had. My husband is no match for you and you are the best fuck in the world. And please may I go to the bathroom and clean up?”

J nodded her head and replied, “Yes, you may go and brush your hair as well, you look like a complete slut.”

J watched the woman as she walked towards the bathroom. She marveled at the woman’s slim attractive body, her cute rounded ass and her long model’s legs. She may be in her middle thirties and have three kids but she is one of the best looking babes that I have ever seen. J blessed her good fortune in finding this hot looking woman and that she turned out to be a total submissive.

*****

They had met two months previously in a chat room. J had soon picked up on the woman’s submissive tendencies, though incredibly it seemed that the woman was totally unaware of her passive nature.

Though much younger in years J was far older in experience. She soon had the older woman obeying small demands. Demands such as not wearing underwear while shopping at the mall or wearing specific types of underwear on different occasions.

J began asking some probing questions and eventually found the location of the woman’s home. This, to J’s joy and amazement, turned out to be the in the general area that J lived.

By now the woman was J’s slave in all but name. Each day J would text instructions for the woman to carry out.

She began to give the woman small punishments, such as denying her sex with her husband for a day, placing clothes pins on her nipples or making her wear one pair of underwear for three days and then have her stuff them into her mouth as they corresponded by text.

J had no way of confirming that the woman actually carried out these tasks, as she termed them, but she was fairly certain that the woman was obeying her commands.

Finally the woman gave J the information she needed. Her husband would be away for an overnight business trip. She instructed the woman to make arrangements for her children to stay with their grandmother. She also gave her instructions to purchase the see through slip and the strap-on.

The stage was set for J’s big day. This was day that she would bind this thirty-something wife and mother to her. She would bind the woman to her for as long as she wanted. And J intended that it would be for a long, long time.

J had been trawling the lesbian on-line chat rooms for months searching for one such as this and now that she had found her she had no intention of letting her go. This woman was going to satisfy a lot of the cravings that burned deep within J’s tortured mind. J was about to experience the exquisite thrill of revenge. And she would savor it to the full.

She intended that the woman would receive more pleasure than she had ever experienced before. But along with that pleasure would come a lot of pain and humiliation. J would satisfy all of the woman’s needs and desires but at a price. Payment of which would begin today.

J was confident that she could keep this woman satisfied; keep her wanting more and more of her special love-making. No matter how good her husband was as a lover, he could not compete with a fit, determined young teenager with a dick that remained permanently hard.

And so it proved; J had fucked the woman literally senseless. The woman could barely function independently at the moment and J made sure that she impressed her will on the woman while she was in this vulnerable state.

J settled down on the bed and spread her legs wide. She was already leaking fluids in anticipation of the homage that the woman would give to her pussy. She would allow the woman to worship her cunt. She intended that J’s cunt was to be the most important thing in this woman’s life from now on and that J’s pleasure would be paramount.

'Oh yes,' thought J, ‘my needs will be paramount. I will make sure that the slut gets her share of pleasure. After all I need to keep her well fucked and satisfied but my needs would be the over-riding criteria in this relationship.'

*****

J had been sexually active since the night of her 9th birthday. That was when her father came into her room to wish her goodnight. She had enjoyed her birthday. Six of her friends had come to her little party, she had received a lot of presents and she was one happy little girl.

Her happiness soon vanished when she realized that her father had more than a goodnight kiss on his mind. Her happiness was replaced first by fear and then by screaming terror as her father took her virginity, her innocence and the remainder of her childhood.

The next morning her father had acted as if nothing had happened, he was his usual pleasant, good-natured self. Her mother appeared calm though a little distant. J had wondered why her mother had not come to help her the previous night. Surely she must have heard her screams.

Daddy’s nocturnal visits had continued for the next three years, usually about three or four nights a week. J had stopped screaming after the first week, the realization that her mother was not going to help her being the cruelest blow of all.

J submitted to her father’s unnatural lust and her body even began to experience some small pleasure from his visits. She did scream on one further occasion, that was the night when her father introduced her to anal sex. But that was the only time. She did develop a preference for oral sex mainly because that was the least uncomfortable method of pleasing her father.

Over those three years J’s mind began to nurture a deep and abiding hatred for both her parents. She hated her father for the abuse that he was inflicting on her and her mother for her silent acquiescence in the deed.

Though her father abused his daughter in bed at night he could not prevent her from mixing with the world outside the family home. School, conversations with her friends and even television and movies played their part in bringing J to an understanding of what was happening to her.

It was then that J began to realize that theirs was not a normal father/daughter relationship. As that realization grew so did the desire to do something about it; to end it.

So one night when Daddy crept into her room and into her bed J welcomed him with open arms. She knew his love-making off by heart by now and she knew that as he climaxed he would arch his back before descending to lay upon her as he completed the short strokes that would pump his seed into her body.

She waited until he began to pant in short breaths. He muttered that he was about to cum and then he raised himself up as he arched his back.

It was then that J grabbed the small kitchen knife that she had hidden beneath her pillow. She quickly placed it, point upwards, over her stomach and looked up at her father's face as he lowered himself down, deep in the throes of his orgasm.

She watched with wry amusement as first his eyelids closed as he savored the joy of his orgasm and then shot open as the pain from his torn innards replaced the pleasure of his climax.

J felt the warm sticky blood spread over her hands and stomach and then began to laugh. “How was that Daddy? Was it good tonight?”

Her father pulled back, his sperm still oozing out of his rapidly deflating penis as it slid out of her cunt. He looked down and watched in horror as the blood spurted from the deep cut in his torn stomach.

“You little bitch, what have you done?”

J said nothing as she continued to lie on the bed. She held the knife in her right hand as her left hand began to spread the blood over her stomach.

“Cassie, Cassie. The stupid bitch has cut me.” Her father screamed at the top of his voice.

In less than a minute her bedroom door swung open and her mother charged in.

‘Well that proves there’s nothing wrong with her hearing.’ J thought to herself.

Her mother quickly took in the scene. She strode to bed and slapped J hard across the face. “You little bitch, how dare you hurt your father?”

“Do that again Mommy and I’ll be sticking this knife in you.” J said as she lay upon the bed her legs spread obscenely and her father’s sperm trickled down her leg.

Her mother turned to inspect her husband’s injuries. She ran to the bathroom to get a towel to staunch the flow of blood.

“I’ll have to call the paramedics,” she said.

“No, they will contact the police and then we’ll all be fucked,”

“If I don’t, you will bleed to death. We’ll say it was an accident.”

J’s father slid to the floor, the loss of blood already taking its toll.

Her mother ran from the room to call for assistance.

J continued to spread the blood on her stomach while looking down on her father as he lay on the floor.

Her mother came back in the room and said, “OK, they are on their way.” She looked down at J with a look of disgust on her face. “Now, you get cleaned up, you wicked little slut. I want you cleaned up before the medics arrive.”

“Nope, don’t want to.” J said with an enigmatic smile on her face.

“You will get cleaned up and look respectable before the paramedics get here even if I have to drag you in the shower myself.”

“Try it Mommy and you will be lying next to him on the floor.” J said while cutting an imaginary figure eight in the air with the kitchen knife.

J’s mother looked as though she was about to carry out her threat when a moan from the floor caused both the females to look in that direction. J’s father was slumped against the wall holding the towel to his torn stomach. Blood continued to seep out to form a pool on the floor. All color had drained from his face and he looked deathly pale.

As if on cue there came a loud knocking from the front door. J’s mother got up to let them in. Before she left the bedroom she turned to J and said, “You had better keep your mouth shut you little slut, if you know what’s good for you.”

J gave her a beatific smile in return.

So, the paramedics entered the bedroom and took in the scene. One examined the father and prepared to staunch the flow of blood; another went to J and determined that although there was no physical injury, despite the amount of blood on her body and on her bed, it was obvious that recent sexual activity had taken place. The visible presence of semen on J’s pussy lips and along her thighs indicated a possible rape scenario.

The police eventually arrived and began taking statements. J and her father were transported to the hospital in separate ambulances. One for emergency surgery and a massive blood transfusion, the other for a thorough physical examination.

*****

Eventually, after the police statements, the social worker interviews and the counseling, J was allowed to return home with her mother. J’s mother had declared her total ignorance of the unnatural acts that had taken place in the family home. In fact, she claimed to be under the impression that the father had been helping the daughter with her homework and then reading a bedtime story.

J did not gainsay her mother’s statement. She knew that if she lost both parents to the penal system that her immediate future would look very bleak. With no near relatives to take her in, the prospect of being farmed out to some distant relative in another state or, even worse, being swallowed up by the state care system looked decidedly unattractive. No, J concluded, far better the devil you know, or in this case the mother you know, than some complete stranger.

The police and the social workers had a lot of doubts about the version of events that had taken place in the house that night but as they had the abuser/rapist, and he was to go to prison for the foreseeable future, they decided not to pursue the matter further.

So J and her mother settled down to share the family home. The mood in the house was decidedly frosty. J still felt contempt and hatred towards her mother for her acceptance of her abuse and rape and the mother despised the daughter for being a scheming slut who had deprived her of the man who, for all his faults, she still loved.

The whole episode had left J with a profound hatred of men and vowed to herself that she would never willingly submit to any man ever again. The one problem with that was that the time with her father had awakened her sexual appetites. And although she had discovered masturbation she felt she needed something more. The obvious answer was women. She had earlier in her life experienced crushes on an English teacher and a fellow pupil but such was her overall contempt of women that she found it impossible to consider a shared relationship with one. She felt the need to dominate, to pay back women for the shortcomings of her mother. As she did not yet know how to achieve that, J was one very frustrated and aggrieved young girl.

Her epiphany came one day as she was surfing the net. She saw the term strap-on on a sexual forum website. Intrigued, she looked up the meaning and found the answer to her prayers. “That’s what I’m talking about,” she said to her computer screen. “Give me one of those and I’ll make some bitch beg for mercy. I’ll make her rue the day she was born. I will make her do anything I want. I will be her Master.”

She did not find anything incongruous in terming herself as a Master rather than a Mistress. It was how she felt and the word suited her just fine.

So, she had the will, and now she had found the means and all that remained to be done was to find the victim.

That she found six weeks later on a lesbian chat site. A woman who declared herself to be bi-curious and in search of young pussy.

“Well, my pretty, I’ll give you all the young pussy your mouth can hold and you in return will give me everything,” J vowed with a grim smile as she typed her responses to the woman.

The result of which has led to J reclining on the woman’s bed as she waited for the ‘dumb slut’ to come back and pay homage to her cunt.

*****

The bathroom door opened and the woman stepped back into the room.

“Wait you stupid slut. You have not asked my permission to enter the room.”

The woman visibly quailed and scuttled back into the bathroom.

“Right, now shut the door and then knock on it,”

The woman slowly closed the door followed by a soft knocking sound.

“Come in.” J spoke out regally.

The woman apprehensively stepped into the room. “Please, my I enter the bedroom?”

J smiled at the absurdity of the woman asking permission to enter her own bedroom. “Of course darling. Step right inside and come close to the bed and show me how much you love my cunt.”

The woman climbed onto the bed and nestled down between J’s outstretched thighs.

“Now, my cunt is the most important thing in your world, you will treat it with love and deference. It is your temple of worship. You may lick, kiss, tongue to your heart’s content. You may be as inventive as you wish. It is probable that I may want to prolong my pleasure so you will stop when instructed and restart on my command. I expect your complete and undivided attention on giving me pleasure. You may begin.”

J settled back onto the pillows and smiled to herself as she felt the woman’s first tentative licks on her labia.

“Life is good,” J muttered to herself as the first tingles of pleasure emanated from her crotch and spread throughout her body.

“Oh yes, that’s it Mommy, right there, yes, yes.”

The End