Chapter 2
Two months passed since the last encounter of both girls. During this period,
Anabelle successfully eluded every contact with her tough neighbor. The true was
that Susan wanted her to recover before the next lesson. Anabelle's ass ached
for three weeks and taking a seat during her business trip was almost
impossible. She managed to dissimulate the punishment received on her pretty
face applying tons of makeup, but what was really hard to heal was her pride.
The blonde would have moved if she wasn't living in a company's apartment. She
thought it would be hard to explain to her boss her motives to move. As she was
a compulsive shopper as well as a wealthy woman, the "prizes" taken by her
neighbor weren't a problem for her. In fact she shopped almost five times the
clothes taken in just two months.
Susan proved to be a patient woman, avoiding any casual meeting with the blonde
and continuing with her routine. She had broken with Mark, and could only blame
her beautiful blonde neighbor about it. After that, she became careless about
her aspect, never used makeup and had a rather masculine haircut. Susan managed
to check the blonde's mail every day without leaving evidence to her neighbor,
who was unaware of that. By doing so, Susan knew that
Anabelle should attend to an important party, invited by her most important
client on friday night.
That friday, Anabelle quit from work early. She went to the hairdressers and
rushed home in order to dress up with spare time. She took a shower, taking care
of keeping her golden hair done, and once she got dry looked at herself in the
mirror. She was relieved to see there were no traces on her body of the
punishment received months ago.
Anabelle spent one hour on her makeup session before starting to dress up. She
put on a black strapless bra in lace and satin, together with matching panties
and garter belts. After rolling up her legs a pair of seamed black stockings she
secured them with the garter belts. She had chosen to wear a pair of 4" heel
black satin pumps with a small golden bow on the ankles. With the shoes on, the
blonde started with the dress. It was in black satin, with an ample knee length
rippled skirt and a sexy bustier, finishing with long satin gloves. Once dressed
Anabelle put a three round pearl necklace with matching earrings and bracelets
over the gloves.
She spent a while admiring herself in front of the mirror, tough she knew she
was a beautiful woman, this night she was astonishing. Before leaving she
applied more bright red lipstick, and stuffed the small handbag with cosmetics,
just in case. It was going to be the perfect night for her if Susan hadn't made
other plans.
Anabelle took the elevator down to the parking lot. When the doors opened at the
parking level, the blonde's heart almost stopped when she saw Susan blocking the
exit.
Tonight's the big night, isn't it honey?
Susan smiled evilly at her beautiful neighbor, while she contemplated the blonde
doll from head to toes. If Susan wasn't wearing a denim skirt and wooden
platform sandals, she would have been mistaken for a man.
Hi Susan, I am busy, would you excuse me?
Anabelle tried to be kind as she took a step forward to get out of the elevator,
but Susan didn't move and continued blocking the exit.
You're coming upstairs with me, babe.
A cold sweat invaded the blonde's body as her shapely legs started to tremble.
Please, I must go, not now, please!
Anabelle begged as fear was taking control of her.
I can leave you trashed right here, or you may come to my apartment to have a
talk.
Susan stepped into the elevator and pushed the button. By this time the blonde
still had hopes that her neighbor only wanted to talk, but she would learn she
was mistaken very soon.
Can we talk here, Susan? I told you I must leave, please.
Anabelle asked that silly question, still thinking she had chances of attending
the party.
Shut up slut, don't bother me with your lament!
Susan threatened as the blonde obeyed. Susan made Anabelle face the elevator
wall, lifted her dress skirt and fondled her cheeks. Anabelle raised her hands
as if she was being searched by the police.
It seems your pretty ass is in good shape again, bitch!
Susan laughed while softly touched the blonde's panties and garter belt. A
minute later both ladies entered Susan's apartment, and the homeowner locked the
door.
Don't hurt me please, you have already taken what you wanted, please Susan.
The blonde begged realizing something bad was going to happen to her. Susan
ordered her to stand in the center of the living room and grabbed a Polaroid
camera.
Now you'll give a big smile, dear.
Susan started taking pictures of the beauty.
Now sit on the couch.
One more picture.
Now spread your legs and raise the skirt.
No, what do you think you......
Susan approached the blonde doll and threatened to slap her, only to hear
Anabelle
Okay, I'll do it.
One more picture.
Now you show me your ass and look at the camera.
Anabelle did it, and Susan took her a picture. Susan continued till the
cartridge was empty, reloaded the camera and put it over the table. She faced
the blonde who was in the pose of the last picture : standing in only one foot,
with her left hand raising the skirt , the black panties at the same height of
the stocking tops, and three fingers of her right hand inside her pussy.
Is that a proper pose for a fine lady like you?
Susan laughed as Anabelle took her hand off her pussy, raised her panties, and
lowered her skirt. Susan approached the humiliated blonde and gently took her
right wrist raising the blonde gloved hand. She smelt the blonde's wet fingers
and looked at the pearl bracelet.
That should cost you a fortune.
Said Susan while admiring the bracelet. The blonde was humiliated, as she didn't
have courage enough to oppose Susan's photo session, but also was terrified.
I asked a question stupid bitch, how much?
Two thousand.
The necklace and earrings?
Seven thousand
The dress?
Two thousand.
The shoes and the bag?
Nine hundred.
The lingerie?
Three hundred.
Well bitch, all this is mine now but you can keep it for a while. Now is when
the real fun begins, slut.
Susan grabbed Anabelle by her shoulders and started make her spin several turns,
taking a step back afterwards.
Keep turning, slut.
Anabelle continued, but it was getting harder at each new turn as well as she
was beginning to feel sick. In the meantime Susan prepared the camera and
programmed the auto-shot and ordered the blonde to stop. The blonde stopped but
she could hardly stand up over her 4" heels. Susan stood behind her, grabbed the
blonde's wrists pushing her arms back and gave soft kicks with her wooden
sandals on her ankles to make her spread the legs. Once the blonde did it, she
kneeled her hard in the ass.
Aaaaaaah!
The blonde cried as the camera took the shot. Susan was eager to see the
picture, but she took her time to fondle Anabelle's upper thighs and crotch. She
roughly twisted the blonde's wrists while continued caressing her.
Please Susan, let me go, please!
The humiliated blonde begged knowing it would be a long night. Susan let her
free, and headed to the table to see the picture while Anabelle arranged the
skirt of her fancy dress. Susan left the picture over the table and pushed the
blonde backwards making her to go closer to the apartment's wall. Anabelle was
at three feet from the wall, when Susan grabbed her tits and violently pushed
her back, slamming her against the wall.
Ooooh...., please stop!
Anabelle cried, while Susan watched amazed. The blonde had perfect natural firm
tits, and the bra and bustier enhanced her beauty.
Turn back bitch, I want you facing the wall.
The blonde did it immediately. Susan lowered and grabbed one of the blonde's
ankles pulling her leg up She admired the beautiful legs of her neighbor, and
after all, it was another good reason to punish that slut. Anabelle flexed her
knee letting Susan stand up still grabbing her ankle. Susan noted the small
golden bow on the expensive black shoe.
Nice shoes, dear. Let's see if they are comfortable enough.
Susan took the pump from the toes and the heel and started twisting.
Aaaah, please, it hurts, aaaah!
The poor blonde cried while Susan warned her.
If you loose the shoe I'll kick you on your pretty face, It's that what you
want, dear?
Anabelle realized her neighbor had been careful with her doll face, to the point
that she hadn't even slapped her. Susan kept on twisting Anabelle's leg, until
she figured out a better way to do it. After freeing Anabelle's ankle, she made
her turn her back to the wall. Susan slightly pulled down her dress's bustier
and strapless bra, only enough to show the blonde's nipples. Susan started
pinching her nipples as well as pulling the blonde to the center of the room.
Anabelle raised her hands to her own tits, as Susan prompted her :
Put the hands on your head bitch!
As the dressy blonde beauty did it, Susan pinched her nipples harder forcing her
to kneel down releasing her afterwards. Susan grabbed the camera and took a
picture of the obedient lady, who still was kneeled on the floor with her hands
on the head and showing her nipples.
It's that the special occasion you dressed up for, honey?
Susan laughed before stamping her wooden platform on the blonde's breast. The
blonde cried loud while she felt down pushed back by the kick. Susan grabbed the
ankle of her spread legs and started twisting it. The platform of her sandal
pressed on the blonde's silk covered crotch. Anabelle struggled on the floor
clawing the carpet with her gloved hands.
Ooooooh, aaaaaah, aaaaaaaahh...
Anabelle's cries grew as the edge of Susan's platform penetrated her pussy
together with the black panties. The hopeless blonde was shaking her nylon
encased legs in a desperate attempt to get free, but to no avail.
Susan drove her sandaled foot deeper into Anabelle's pussy, enjoying the feeling
of the tender and warm flesh of the blonde's pussy in her toes.
Susan dropped the leg she was twisting and removed her foot from her crotch.
Anabelle covered her crotch with both hands, crossing her legs as she rested on
her side, unable to move. Susan took a new picture, and when the image cleared
it looked like an elegant blonde masturbating on the floor, and allowed Anabelle
to recover for five minutes.
I'll do anything you want, please stop!
Anabelle begged while she remained seated on the floor. Susan went to the
bedroom and came back to the living room with a video camera.
Ok cutie, look at you! You don't want to be taped looking this way, so you'll
dress up again.
Anabelle stood up and complied with Susan's command, carefully arranged her
panties, stockings and bra, finishing with the dress's bustier. Her crotch was
aching like hell, but she was really determined to obey Susan before being
punished again. She was relieved Susan had left her pretty face unpunished, and
apparently got tired of playing with her, but somehow she knew the lesson would
continue.
Now you'll arrange your hair and makeup, honey.
Anabelle picked her handbag and asked Susan to allow her to use the bathroom.
Susan agreed and followed the blonde to the bathroom. She stood by Anabelle
while she refreshed her makeup. When she was about to apply the bright red
lipstick, Susan grabbed Anabelle's left hand and forced the blonde to tease her
own cunt. She started recording the scene with the video camera. Anabelle
touched herself while sexily spreading lipstick on her lips. Tough her swollen
pussy was aching, the soft satin gloves rubbing made her feel horny.
She couldn't understand why she was enjoying being humiliated by her neighbor.
Anabelle couldn't stop, she was getting hotter driving three of her fingers in
and out of her pussy. She was so excited that could barely stand on her feet.
While softly moaning, the blonde dropped the lipstick and started fondling her
breasts. Susan continued recording and started to feel horny too, but she
wouldn't let the silly bitch have an orgasm, not this way.
That's enough slut!
Susan yelled , but Anabelle was so hot, that she continued masturbating. Susan
grabbed her wrist, forcing her to take the gloved hand out of her dripping pussy
and to stop fondling her tits. Anabelle, still moaning, raised the hands to her
head and started to rub her legs one against the other while begging to Susan.
Please Susan, tell me what shall I do now.
Anabelle was looking gorgeous again, and if she could go to the party, nobody
would notice Susan played with her, maybe except by her "fuck me now"
expression.
Now you'll clean the toilette with your tongue, slut!
The blonde complained before Susan twisted her arm on the back and forced her to
kneel down in front of the cup. Susan carefully taped her sexy neighbor licking
the toilet wrapped in her beautiful and expensive party dress, after warning her
not to leave lipstick in the cup. When the blonde finished the task, Susan
grabbed her wrists pulling Anabelle's arms back and stamped her knee on the
blonde's back. Susan pushed her back and pulled her tiny arms harder, forcing
the blonde's breasts against the cup's edge.
Aaaaaahhhhh....!
Anabelle screamed as her legs kicked at the intense pain when Susan let her
free. The poor blonde remained on her knees, with half of her head into the cup
and her bruised gloved arms falling on her sides. Susan pulled up Anabelle's
skirt and touched her victim's cunt, which was wet and dripping as she
anticipated.
It seems you like getting what you deserve, whore!
Susan laughed while grabbing the blonde's hair forcing her to stand up,
afterwards dragging her to the living room. Once there Susan stood in front of
her, stamped one of her platforms over the her toes and pushed the staggering
doll back. Anabelle lost her feet falling down, ending spread on the carpet.
P-please let me go.
As Anabelle begged for mercy, Susan raised her denim skirt and removed her
cotton panties, preparing herself for the real fun. She aimed the video camera
at the blonde and kneeled on the floor, placing the blonde's arms behind her
head. She separated her knees enough to make her pussy reach close to the
Anabelle's model face.
Start licking bitch. If you don't please me well, I'll send the tapes and
pictures to your office after finishing with you.
Anabelle knew she was lost, with no other option, and promptly started licking
Susan's clit. Susan was feeling real hot as her dressy new toy continued
slurping, but wanting more she drove her pussy down, pressing more against the
blonde's face, smothering her.
Mmmmmph...mmmhhh...mmmmp... plea.....mmmmhhh.
While trying to complain Anabelle stopped licking, turning the now horny Susan
really mad. She extended her hand back looking for Anabelle's pussy, and when
reached it started squirting it very roughly.
If I don't feel your tongue licking like the bitch you're....
Susan didn't need to say more as the humiliated neighbor resumed licking. Now
Susan was feeling Anabelle's tongue going deeper, as she kept on squirting and
pinching the her pussy lips. Anabelle's legs kicked as she struggled in pain and
pleasure, while Susan had the best orgasm in her life. Susan rubbed the blonde's
face with her clit for a while before standing up. Anabelle was breathless and
moaning softly as Susan grabbed the video camera and ordered the blonde to take
the dress off.
Anabelle took the dress off in front of the camera as Susan prompted her to
remove bra and panties. The blonde was dammed hot in her stocking, garters,
gloves and 4" heels and her face was soaked by Susan's pussy juices.
You did it well like the slut you are honey, so I'll reward you.
Susan went to the bedroom where she kept something she'd bought for that special
occasion, and returned with fragments of rope and a thick 12" plastic dildo.
W-what are you g-going t-to do with it? P-please, y-you'll hurt me.
Again Anabelle begged, knowing her neighbor would do whatever she wanted anyway.
Put your hands on the back!
Anabelle did it, while Susan tied her wrists and faced the blonde. Susan smiled
at the defenseless blonde and slapped her cum soaked face twice.
Oooh..Aaah!
Anabelle staggered on her high heels, but Susan anticipating she could fall
grabbed her breasts forcing her to stand up.
We'll finish this at your home, dear.
Susan searched the blonde's bag and took her apartment's key. She hanged the
camera in her shoulder and grabbed the blonde's pussy with her left hand while
stuffing the dildo into Anabelle's mouth.
Mmmmmppphh!
The blonde complained while Susan pulled her trough the corridor. Anabelle's
only whishing was not to be seen by anybody else in such humiliating situation.
She was relieved when her neighbor opened her apartment's door and pushed her
inside. Susan pushed her to the kitchen, made her stand by the refrigerator and
started fondling Anabelle's crotch. Susan's fingertips searched for her asshole,
and it was tighter than she could anticipate.
What a tight ass we've here, honey!
Susan laughed and took the monster dildo from the blonde's mouth. Anabelle
wished her neighbor to use the dildo only with her pussy, as she had never been
fucked by the ass.
No, please, not in the ass, I beg you please!
Anabelle cried before Susan slapped her and opened the refrigerator and rapidly
found something suitable. Susan poured spicy ketchup over the dildo and added
some Tabasco sauce as a finishing touch.
We'll need some lubrication, bitch.
Susan forced Anabelle to bow over the kitchen's table. The blonde moaned when
her breasts touched the cold surface.
Please don't do it, pl....aaaaaaahhhhh!
Anabelle cried while Susan started to penetrate her ass with the enormous dildo.
Susan pushed hard with both hands and had to twist the dildo to beat the small
hole resistance. The overpowered blonde cried as tears rolled from her eyes and
her legs flickered, but as Susan pushed harder, the pain and fire in her raped
ass turned into pleasure.
Ooooooh... Aaaaah... !
Her cries were turning into loud moans as Susan stuffed half of the toy into her
ass. The blonde was about to reach the climax when Susan grabbed her hair and
forced her to stand up. Anabelle could only stand keeping her stockinged legs
spread, and it was very difficult with the 4" heels.
Now move to the bathroom, bitch!
Susan grabbed the dildo and pushed her to the bathroom. The blonde moaned loudly
all the way as a strange mix of pain and pleasure was coming from her ass.
Ooooh... aaaah... make me cum Sue!
Once in the bathroom Susan slapped her face roughly, forced Anabelle to lay face
down in the tub and pushed the dildo harder into her ass.
Aaaaaah...aaaaah...aah aah.. ooooooohhh !
Anabelle came with her legs kicking frantically. She moaned and struggled in the
tub for a couple of minutes while Susan taped the complete scene. Her reamed ass
was in fire, aching like hell, and all she wanted now was to get rid of the
dildo and wash her ass. As she recovered from the wild orgasm, she wondered why
she hadn't that kind sensation before
Please, don't leave me this way.
Anabelle begged, as Susan turned her face up, tied her ankles to the faucet and
took one of her pumps. She looked at the shoe carefully and noticed it was size
7.
Dear, it's your lucky night. I am size 8, so you can keep the shoes.
Susan took Anabelle's necklace, earrings and bracelet before stuffing the heel
into the blonde's pussy.
Aaa-aa-aaah It h-hurts, no p-please, aaaaaah!
Anabelle cried in despair as the thin heel penetrated her and Susan pushed the
dildo harder in her ass. Now Anabelle was struggling in the tub and crying
loudly, making Susan to loose her temper. Susan stamped her sandal's platform on
the blonde's breasts, pressing and twisting hardly. Soon the blonde's cries
turned into whispers as Anabelle lost consciousness.
I'll come tomorrow for the stockings and gloves, honey. Have pleasant dreams.
Susan laughed as she left the apartment leaving the humiliated Anabelle
unconscious in the tub. Susan was sure that lesson was better than the first
one, so she would have to make a real effort to improve for the next one. After
leaving her neighbor's apartment Susan locked the front door and headed to hers.
Once in the living room she picked her new belongings from the carpet, black
dress, handbag, bra and panties. After placing the clothing and jewelry in a
drawer, Susan took a long shower and prepared herself to sleep.
