Having Her Way 3

No one liked Mariah James.

Mariah seemed to take an almost gleeful pleasure in complaining. Her company was a big customer of the company for which Miranda worked so everyone there pretty much took her complaints in stride. It was part of the cost of doing business and it was almost worth it to let the woman have her say. Almost, but not quite.

It was Miranda’s turn to take an earful from Mariah. She’d been listening to the woman rant for the past twenty minutes, doing her best to ease the woman’s concerns, but Mariah wasn’t about to have anything like that, and all the while, Miranda eyed the little device on her desk.

It looked for all the world like a fat pen or maybe a laser pointer. Its casing was black and it had a snub nose at its business end. But she couldn’t do that, she tol herself. She couldn’t do that, could she?

“Are you listening to me,” Mariah James said, snapping Miranda out of her reverie.

“Yes, yes, of course I am,” Miranda assured her. “Please go on.”

And Mariah James did just that, and all the while, Miranda kept sneaking glances at the device on her desk. She couldn’t really be thinking about doing that, she asked herself yet again.

Finally though, Miranda had had just about all she could take of Mariah James. As calmly as she could, she snatched up the device on her desk. What Mariah James would have said about this obvious act of inattention is debatable because truth be told, she never got the chance. As soon as Miranda had the device in her hands, she pointed it at the other woman and almost immediately, the woman’s face began to go blank, and finally, the room was filled with blessed silence.

Miranda heaved a sigh of relief as the device took more and more of a hold of Mariah James’ mind. It had been petty and even risky to use the device this way, but Miranda had had just about all she could take. The problem was that once she had Mariah under her control, she still had to figure out what she was going to do with her.

Something really unfortunate ought to happen to Mariah James, Miranda thought, like maybe having her go out in public and have her piss herself or maybe have her unbutton her blouse and then walk around like that in complete oblivion to herstate of undress so everyone could see her titties. The effects of the device were not permanent so it might even be worth it to have her do that just to watch the results when the effects of the device finally wore out.

Of course, once the thought was in her mind, Miranda realized she really did want to see Mariah James’ titties. She usually liked her tits a little bigger than Mariah’s. The woman was maybe a large B- or maybe a small C-cup and Miranda liked Ds or bigger, but still, the more she thought about it, the more she knew she wanted to see Mariah James’ tits.

“Listen to me. Your tits are feeling rather cramped inside your bra. They’ve been feeling that way for some time now. Even your blouse feels tight around your breasts and the more you talk, the more you go on this way without seeking some sort of relief, the worse it will get. Opening your blouse will provide some relief, at least temporarily, but the only way to get true relief is to let your tits out into the open. Do you understand me?”

Mariah James just nodded numbly as her mind took in the new information that it had been given.

“All right then,” Miranda said. She pulled the mind control device away and sat back, waiting to see what would happen next.

As the effects of the mind control device began to subside, Mariah James’ face once began to lose its blank expression and once again, she started to speak, picking up her rant right where she had left off.

Interesting, Miranda thought. She must be so used to being a bitch that she does it even subconsciously.

But there was a change in Mariah James, a change that slowly began to assert itself to a watchful Miranda.

It was almost imperceptible at first. A twitch to try to shake off an itch that would not go away and the discomfort seemed to just grow even more intense as Miranda watched.

It was obvious now what was happening. The woman was squirming even as she continued to berate Miranda. Her rant began to lose some of its steam as her discomfort grew even more intense.

Finally, the young woman stopped her rant in mid-sentence. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her hands went to her blouse and then her hands squeezed her little titties and then her hands went to the buttons on her blouse.

Mariah James’ hands practically flew down her designer blouse, frantically clawing at the buttons as she worked her way down. When the last of the buttons were undone, Mariah pushed her blouse off her shoulders. Moments later, the woman was reaching behind her and undoing the catch on her bra and with an audible sigh, she pulled it free from her body.

Miranda was ecstatic. This was working out even better than she could possibly have hoped. Here was Mariah James standing there naked from the waist up, and the girl just had the cutest, perkiest little tits that Miranda had ever seen. She just knew she was going to have to get more of them.

Miranda once again trained the little device on the recalcitrant client and she loved the way it made the woman’s face go blank. It was the first time that Miranda had ever seen the woman shut the hell up.

“All right,” Miranda said, “your breasts aren’t the only things that don’t like being confined. Like your tits, your pussy wants to be free and you will not be happy until you set your pussy free. But more than that, you will find that freeing your cunt is not enough. Your pussy needs to be licked. Your pussy needs to be stroked and since no one here likes you, you’re going to have to take care of your pussy all by yourself. Do you understand?”

The client nodded.

“Remember, more than anything, your pussy needs to be licked. Your pussy needs to be licked.”

Again, Mariah nodded her assent and this time, Miranda pulled the device away from the girl. She couldn’t wait to see what the girl would do next.

At first, it didn’t seem as if the woman would do anything but then Miranda saw it, the slight shaking, and she realized what it was. The woman didn’t want to expose herself but the urge to do just that was building inside her, just as it had with her tits, and just as it had with her her tits, the woman began to squirm in her chair.

Again, just as it was with her tits, Mariah James finally reached a place where she could not take it any more. Her hands grabbed at her skirt and then she was pulling the garment free. For just a moment there, Miranda was able to admire the girl standing before her in just her panties. Her body was compact but she had a nice, round butt. Her tits were small, but not too small, and she had a nice face. Funny, she thought, that she’d never noticed that before, but then always before, Mariah James had had her mouth open. It was open now, too, but all that was coming out of it was a ragged pont.

But that was only for the moment and then Mariah James’ hands were moving again. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and she pushed them over her hips and when she finally stepped out of the garment, she was totally nude.

The girl couldn’t help but look forlornly between her legs. The compulsion that had been placed upon her had two parts and taking her clothes off satisfied only the first part. She desperately needed to lick her own pussy and how the hell was she going to do that?

She stuck the fingers of one hand in her mouth, getting them wet with her saliva and then just as quickly, she moved that hand between her legs, using that hand to rub her little cunt and she moaned in frustration. She knew that wasn’t what she wanted. She needed to get her pussy licked.

The girl let out an agonized sigh. She must have known it
was impossible but she lowered herself desperately to Miranda’s office floor, and Miranda watched with bemusement as the woman tri
ed in vain to scrunch her body up so that she could get her mouth close enough so that she could lick her own pussy. It just wasn’t going to happen.

The girl looked so pathetic as she thrashed around on the floor, trying to get her tongue on her clit. Miranda might even have taken pity on the woman if she hadn’t been such a shrew before, but as it was, she just laughed at Mariah’s pathetic flailings.

Still, all of this was making Miranda horny as hell and even if she didn’t feel like taking pity on Mariah James, there was at least her own pussy to think about.

Mariah was still thrashing about on the floor, trying desperately to get her mouth on her pussy as Miranda slipped off her clothes and slowly slid to the floor. She had to have felt Miranda’s hands as they seized her ass, but more than that, she couldn’t possibly have missed the feel of Miranda’s mouth as it dropped down between her legs.

“Oh, God, yes,” Mariah moaned pathetically as Miranda affixed her mouth to her aching cunt. “Oh, God, yes, that’s it. Lick me there. Lick me there. Come on, lick me there.”

The woman was lost in the throes of ecstacy even as Miranda attacked her clit. She cried out once and then again, and then she gasped back yet another cry, swallowing that cry before it even could be born.

The girl’s pussy was so wet, just the way Miranda liked it. Part of her wondered if it was just her suggestions that had done this to her or if maybe Mariah James might be a secret lesbian. Maybe she harbored fantasies that she didn’t even let be known, even to herself. Whatever the case, Mariah James was responding to Miranda’s eager tongue, and Miranda loved it.

Miranda shoved her tongue in Mariah’s snatch and Mariah moaned again. God, I’m loving this, Miranda thought again. Damn, that pussy tastes really good.

“Oh, God,” Mariah moaned. “You’re going to do it. You’re going to make me … you’re going to make me … oh shit, you’re going to make me cum.”

Mariah cried out as that tongue finally took her. Her pussy quived under that insistent tongue and then she cried again as her pussy let loose with a gusher of pussy juice, and still that tongue continued to cum after her, continued to stroke her ciit, continued to make her cum.

Finally though, Miranda pulled her tongue back from the woman’s sopping wet cunt and she smiled. “So tell me,” she asked with a smile, “did you like that?”

“Oh yeah,” Mariah moaned. “It was great.”

“You know, fair’s fair, right,” Miranda told her. “I did you and now it’s only fair that you do me, too. Don’t you agree?”

Miranda was perfectly willing and ready to use the device on Mariah if it was needed, but truth be told, the device wasn’t needed. Mariah took one look at Miranda and then she grinned broadly. “Sure,” she told her, “you did me and I’d be happy to do you, too.”

Mariah had finally managed to pull herself up onto her hands and knees. She put her arms around Miranda’s neck and then she kissed her. Her hands stroked the front of Miranda’s dress and her hands grabbed her tits. “But first,” she said, “we’re going to have to get you out of these clothes.”

Again, Mariah planted a wet kiss on Miranda’s lips but this time, as she did that, her hands were reaching behind Miranda and Miranda could feel the zipper on her dress coming loose. Those hands swept back to the front of the dress and once again fondled her tits through the loosened material.

“I’ve just got to see these,” Mariah said with a smile and then before Miranda knew it, she was pulling the dress down off her shoulders.

She grinned as her hands squeezed Miranda’s bra-encased titties and then her hands were working the catch on the bra, and suddenly, Mariah had her hands on Miranda’s bare breasts. She grinned again as she slid her mouth down and then she sucked on first one and then the other of those nipples.

Miranda moaned as Mariah’s mouth continued to make love to her nipples. It felt so good, but even as Mariah continued to kiss her tits, Miranda felt her snake her hand down and up under her dress and inside her panties.

Mariah pulled her mouth away from Miranda’s tits and she looked at the woman and grinned even as her finger insistently rubbed itself against her pussy. “Why don’t we see what we have down here,” she said playfully.

Miranda moaned even as the other woman pulled the hem of her dress up and then she moaned again as she felt the woman pulling her panties down. Miranda could feel Mariah pushing her legs apart and then Mariah was slipping between her thighs, and Miranda knew what had to come next.

Miranda moaned as Mariah’s tongue took her pussy. Instinctively, her hands went to her tits even as her body thrashed under Mariah’s insistent tongue. Oh geez, it felt so good. It felt so fucking good.

Miranda moaned again. She could feel that tongue probing her cunt. It felt so good.

That tongueworked her clit and Miranda moaned again. Her hands were working her tits and she moaned again. She was going to cum. She knew it. She was going to cum so fucking hard.

Melina’s screams filled her office as that tongue finally pushed her over the edge. her pussy was cumming hard and it felt so good. It felt so fucking good.

Mariah’s tongue finally pulled back from Miranda’s pussy and with a wan smile, Miranda pushed herself up on her elbows. She’d just had one hell of a pussy licking, and to think, she hadn’t even had to use the device to bend her to her will. This was just too good to believe.

But even before Miranda could raise herself all the way up, Mariah was grabbing hold of her and turning her round, and then pushing her down onto her knees.

For a moment, Miranda stood there on her hands and knees, wondering what was going to happen next. She didn’t have long to wait.

As she perched there on her hands and knees, Miranda felt the other woman’s hands on her ass. Those hands gripped and squeezed her ass cheeks, gripped and squeezed them and then pried them apart, opening them up and exposing her pussy to Mariah’s watchful gaze. Miranda could sense what was happening, or at least, she could sense that something was happening. She wriggled her butt at the woman whose hands held her cheeks, hoping that she might ecourage her to go even further.

In no time at all, Mariah was doing more than just staring at that dripping pussy.

Miranda moaned again as she felt that tongue stroke her pussy, stroke it and take it harder and harder, stroke it and take her cunt to new heights. Miranda moaned again. She was going to cum. She was going to cum so fucking hard.

Miranda moaned as that tongue took her and then she was moaning again. She was cumming so fucking hard, and it was so fucking good. Who would have thought it, she thought. As mean as Mariah had been, who would have thought she would have been as good a cunt licker as she was, and who would have thought it. It hadn’t taken all that much influence to her to Miranda’s will. Who would have thought it.

to be continued …