The governor smiled and said, “It is Daphne, hi Emma.”
Emma looked surprised she knew her name and said to me, “This place is amazing. Over in the other corner is Mrs. Wilson, my old grade 12 teacher and someone said Candice Carter is here, although I can’t find her.”
I smiled and said, “She is probably with Big Rosie, she always sees Big Rosie when she is here.”
Emma queried, “Who is Big Rosie?”
“She is a permanent staple to the club. She has her own stall in the bathroom. She is a very large black woman who has truthfully the best tasting pussy I have ever had. There is often a line in the bathroom of girls waiting to kneel down and please her.”(Author’s Note 2: If you want to read more about Big Rosie, read the last half of Bedding the Babysitter 2)
“Fuck no,” Emma said not believing.
“Fuck yes,” I sarcastically responded.
“This I got to see,” she said and began to leave.
The governor said with some authority, “Emma, come back here.”
Emma quickly spun around, realizing what the governor wanted, and said, “Yes. What can I do for you governor.”
The governor looked her in the eye and said, “For the rest of the night you will call me mistress. You are coming home with me.”
Emma looked at me and I gave her a nod of approval. Emma submissively responded, “Yes mistress.”
The governor then said, “I will be leaving in half an hour. Be by the door at exactly 11:30. Until then go have fun. If you want to go and dominate your old teacher till then go do so. She is quite submissive. If she gives you any attitude or reluctance tell her the governor sent you. She will behave.” The governor opened her purse and handed her a slim anal stick. “Here, she likes it in the ass.”
Emma took the toy and said, “Thanks mistress, I am so going to dominate that slut.” She then looked at me and said, “Thanks for bringing me here Julia.”
I smiled and said, “No problem darling.”
The governor stood up and said, “Brittany, come with me. You can continue your seduction of Julia later.”
Brittany sighed, leaned into my ear and said, “Do not leave. You are mine.” She then bit my ear slightly roughly before getting up to follow her mother.
Gwen, who had remained silent this whole time, said, “That was surreal.”
“Wasn’t it?” I agreed.
“That girl was so aggressive,” Gwen commented.
“Yeah, it made me wet,” I agreed. “I never knew she was a lesbian. The governor has never brought her here before.”
“And is that Big Rosie thing true?”
“Very,” I confirmed, “If we go in the bathroom right now, I bet there will be a line in there not to go pee, but to please.”
“I just can’t fathom, someone waiting in line to do that.”
“I have,” I said.
“Really?”
“Oh yeah, just talking about it makes me want to do again. Her pussy is so delicious, plus the dirty submission gets me off.”
“I can’t imagine.”
“Really?” I ask, “I am guessing that when you and Rob are in bed, he is the one in control. Isn’t he?”
Gwen looked down and after a long, long pause said, “I suppose.”
“Girlfriend, you can tell me,” I said supportively, “After all, you know everything about me now.”
Gwen paused and then said, “Yes, Rob is the aggressor in the bedroom.”
“Do you obey him?” I questioned.
“Yes, I suppose I do.”
“And it gets you off being submissive to him?”
“Yes,” she blushed.
“So you and I are not much different then. Only I like to be in charge usually. I like to make a woman go places she only dreamed about. I like to get them to take risks that are extreme. With such submission, comes complete pleasure.”
Gwen was hypnotized by my words. I knew I could take her now, but I wanted to wait; they say all good things come to those who wait. Plus I didn’t want to just fuck her, which would be easy; I wanted her to fall in love with me. I wanted her to completely submit to me as a lover. So I said, “Time for a dare.”
Gwen looked at me questioningly as I opened my purse and pulled out the two eggs. I turned them on and inserted one in my pussy. I then handed the other to her and said, “I dare you to put this egg in you until we leave the club.”
Gwen took the egg, looked at it, and without saying a word, without breaking eye contact, inserted the egg inside her pussy. I smiled and said, “Let’s dance.”
I grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor. As we danced it was clear she was drunker than I thought. Twice she stumbled forward and I caught her from falling. I took the first opportunity to slide my hand up the back of her ass, my hand staying way longer than necessary. The second time I actually caught her by her breasts, and leaned her back up, my hands still cupping her large breasts.
When the song ended, she said she had to pee so I took her to the bathroom. As expected, there was a line for Rosie. The line was an eclectic assortment of woman. At the front was a pretty black woman in her thirties, behind her was a blonde in her fifties I would guess, and behind her was a clearly pregnant woman in her late 20s.
Also in the bathroom Megan was talking to Brittany. I watched as that conversation ended and Megan joined the line.
I walked to Megan and said, “Hi Megan.”
Megan smiled as she said, “It’s been a while.”
“Indeed,” I agreed, “Too long.”
“So who is your friend?” she asked.
“Gwen, Megan, Megan, Gwen,” I introduced.
They shook hands as Megan said, “Nice to meet you.”
“You too,” Gwen slurred, “You are very pretty.”
Megan smiled, “Thank you, you are very pretty too.”
I added, “Yes, we are all pretty. So Megan who was the new girl?”
“Jenny,” Megan answered, “She is my babysitter.”
“How long?” I asked.
“Last night,” she answered.
“Ha,” I celebrated, “I so called it.”
Megan looked confused as she moved up the line as the black woman entered the stall. I said, “I haven’t tasted Big Rosie forever.”
“Me either,” Megan said, “But I watched little Jenny please her and I decided I should get a taste as well.”
I looked at Gwen and remembered she really had to tinkle so I helped Gwen to a stall; of course it was one that had a generous peep hole of Big Rosie. I closed the door for her and was confronted by Brittany again.
“Come with me now slut,” she said.
Now usually I am the aggressor, but Brittany had me wet already and I was so horny from the teasing of the egg, so I followed. I looked back at the closed stall and stopped.
Brittany realizing my reluctance because of Gwen said, “Your friend will be fine.” I wasn’t sure that was true, but had little time to consider it as Brittany grabbed my hand and led me out of the bathroom as I gave Megan a desperate look to watch out for Gwen. Brittany took me up the stairs and into a private room. As soon as the door closed, she pushed me against a wall and kissed me hard. Her hand went under my dress and began rubbing my clit. I moaned loudly as she molested me. She broke the kiss and said, “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Badly,” I moaned as she lifted my dress off. She then went over to the table and put on a decent sized 7 inch strap-on.
She then said, “Crawl over here coach.”
I dropped to my stocking covered knees and crawled over to my player.
“Suck my cock coach,” she demanded.
I took the plastic stick in my hand and began sucking it. I bopped up and down like a whore would suck a real dick. She then had me lean against a wall and began to fuck me from behind standing up.
“Oh shit,” I said as the cock banged against the egg vibrating inside me. “I have an egg in me.”
“You really are a slut coach,” she said, as she pulled out and pulled the egg out of my pussy. She then, without warning, pushed the egg in my ass. I let out a gasp and a second gasp as the cock filled me completely. Soon I was being pounded hard while the egg vibrated in my ass. Brittany fucked me like a man as she banged me hard and talked dirty to me. “How’s my cock coach? I assumed you were a slut, I just didn’t know you were a dyke slut.” She then grabbed my hair and pulled it as she ravished my pussy.
The degrading treatment had me aroused greatly and I rubbed my clit as she drilled me. I screamed loud, “I’m cumming, fuck your coach, fuck her harder.”
Brittany obliged, making each thrust fill me completely. As soon as I finished cumming, I dropped to my knees again and like a whore I took the cock back in my mouth sucking off my own juices. Brittany smiled as she said joyfully, “You really are a slut coach.” She then took off the strap-on, got undressed, sat on the couch, spread her legs and demanded, “Come eat me coach.”
I moved between her legs, the egg still in my ass, and began lapping her shaved pussy. As soon as my tongue touched her cunt she got vocal again. “That’s it coach, how does my pussy taste?”
I moaned a muffled, “Good,” as I kept licking. I focused on her clit, trying to tease her first.
After a few minutes of gentle licking, she grabbed my face and pushed it into her cunt. She then began rubbing her pussy up and down on my face. I attempted to lick, but struggled to as I focused on just trying to breathe. I felt her legs stiffen and she sprayed an incredible excessive amount of cum all over me. As she let go of me, I backed up a bit, my face I am sure glistening in her juices. Still breathing hard, she said, “Fuck coach, you have a great tongue.”
I stood up and reached around to get the toy out of my ass. I then went to the sink and washed it off. I then popped it back in my pussy.
“You really are a slut, coach,” Brittany said as she watched me put the toy back inside me.
I shrugged as I washed my face quickly. I then grabbed my dress and said, “Thanks for the fuck.”
“No problem, coach,” she said.
I walked over to her and kissed her. When I broke the kiss I said, “Next time, I am going to fuck the shit out of you Brittany. I am going to handcuff you and then ravish your pussy and ass.” I kissed her again and walked out before she could respond.