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mistressweems · 2 years ago

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Tattoos & Bruises

Chapter 9

Notes: Why does it seem like a lifetime since posting? I do apologize... I just have so much going on at the moment. 🖤🖤🖤

Warnings: 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Six months had gone by since you left. Larissa never stopped you, never called, never said goodbye. The first two months had been the hardest, tequila and training became your best friends. But you had gotten over it, well, you learnt how to live without her. Vannessa continued to bug you, but she never showed face. Every day a bus would bring your students to your house where they would practice and train, at first the school board protested, but gave in when they realized that if they wanted to you keep training students, it would be from the comfort of your own home and pool.

It was the final week of classes when Enid pulled you aside. “You know Ms… she looks just as bad as you do. Why the two of you don’t just meet up and fix this I don’t understand.” Her innocent face made it difficult to get mad at her for prying into your life. “Enid… I have no idea what it is you are referring to.” She gave a sad smile shrugged. “I am just saying Miss, she is terribly lost without you. I tried speaking to Principal Weems about it, she got really angry and told me to leave her office… and don’t worry, I haven’t told anyone else. I picked it up at camp. I promise to keep it a secret. But you both are meant for one another, even I can see that” You gave her a soft smile and rubbed her arm. “Thank you, sweets, but this is something a little greater and too much time has gone by. Maybe lets also just leave her alone, don’t want you getting into any more trouble with your Headmistress.” Little did you know that your sweet little Enid had plans to get you and Larissa to see one another, whether either of you liked it or not. The bus arrived, you wished them the best and told your students that even though the year had ended, they could come around anytime.

An hour later, Metallica blared through your house as you sat outside sipping wine.

An hour later you heard someone screaming you name and what sounded like heels shoes running towards you.

You were finishing a few odds and ends for the end of the year when you phone buzzed. Enid. Very few students had your private number, and they knew it was for emergencies only.

PRINCIPAL WEEMS YOU NEED TO GET HERE QUICKLY! SOMETHING IS TERRIBLY WRONG WITH COACH!

Panic set in, it’s been 6 months since she left, 6 months of pain and tears. What are you to do? You can’t just leave her… grabbing your things you let Enid know not to lock the gate as they needed to leave to get back in time for their next classes, you let her know you were on your way and would need to get in.

Music blaring…where was she? Running through the unfamiliar dark themed house made you uncomfortable. And then you saw it… a pale arm hanging off a poolside chair, a wine glass dangling from her fingertips… what was it with this woman and her alcohol? Panicking you run towards her, shouting her name.

Confused as what you were hearing you stand up from the chair, looking up you saw her shocked face as she was rushing towards you. Stumbling towards you, your arms wrap around her waist to try and catch her causing you both to crash into the pool.

Coming up for air you look around for Larissa. Seeing her already standing out the pool…looking drowned and annoyed, climbing out you follow her. “Take off your things and hang them over the chair. I’ll go get you a towel.” You wrap yourself up and head inside to go gather a towel, shorts, and a t-shirt for her. Walking out you grab two new glasses and place everything on the table. “Christ Larissa take your clothes off and put this on. I’ll go inside, promise I won’t dare look.” Rolling your eyes, you give a sarcastic courtesy and go back in to turn the music down and get a new bottle of wine.

After a few minutes you head back out, she has removed her wet clothes but not her underwear and was now wearing your shorts and t-shirt. Pouring two glasses and handing her one. “I’ll get these dry cleaned and sent back to you as soon as possible.” You sit down and take a sip of your wine. What the hell is this all about? Leaning forward, tilting you’re your head slightly. “What can I do for you Ms Weems?”

Her face turns red, and she breaks eye contact with you. “I was under the assumption that you were in trouble…so I came rushing over.” She gulped her wine, trying to regain her control. “Well…as you can see, I am great.” She was the one now tilting her head, glaring at you, staring into your soul. You hated when she did this. “Are you? Satine are you great?” Of course… now she wants to talk. You get up, rolling your eyes once again. “And why wou-“before you can finish what you were about to say she had you pulled up against her, your back to her front. Holding your hips tightly, her lips brushing against your neck, over the bite tattoo before coming up to your ear. Nipping your earlobe, you grab onto her hands and whimper. You feel her smiling against your skin before she whispers “I am sure I have warned you… I may not be able to spank you into your 5th orgasm, but I am very happy to make it the first one.” Your knees ago weak, you can already feel yourself getting wet.

Breaking away from her grasp your turn around and look up at her. “You don’t get to do that. You can’t come bursting in here and now try and act like nothing happened by touching me and teasing me.” Her hands come up and hold your face, a thumb gently brushing over your bottom lip, her smile is soft and warm.

“I want to show you that I am here to stay, that I am here to fight for you. Let me do that? Then after, we can sit down and talk about it all.” Trying to pull her hands off once again, hot and flustered but scared at the same time, “Larissa I can’t go through this again….” Slapping your hands away, she turns you around once more, an arm wrapping under your arm, over your chest, her fingers wrapping around your throat, her free hand runs down your stomach and down into your bikini bottoms. Her fingers slip into your already soaked folds, causing you to press back against her and moan. “You can take me to the bedroom little one, or I will take you right here. I will get my way and I will fix this one way or the other.”

Seconds later she had you completely naked and wanting on your bed. Standing over you and smirking at how flushed and wet you already are. Looking up at the Goddess in front of you had you extremely needy. Biting your lip, you take the risk and slide off the bed, kneeling in front of her your run your hands up her long milky legs. “And who said you can touch little one?” Removing your hands, you chew your lip. “Please Ma’am… I would very much like to see you.” Running her fingers over your cheeks she steps back and slowly undresses in front of you.

Pulling you up she cups your face, her thumb running over your bottom lip. You can’t anymore, your hands reach up and pull her head down to yours and press your lips to hers. Her tongue slipping into your mouth, hands wandering and exploring. Your thumbs brushing the side of her breasts, causing her to moan into your mouth. You can’t help but giggle as a thought passes through your mind, causing her to break away from your lips. “I am failing to find the funny here little one.” You smile and tug her towards the bed. “Your height is one of the many sexy things about you, but my neck is going to snap, and your back will break standing kissing like this.” With that Larissa lifts you up, wrapping your legs around her waist, your arms around her neck. Walking you to the bed she crawls on and lays you down. “What do we say little one?” You crawl up the bed and smile at her. “Ahem… Green? I am pretty sure we say green.” Grabbing your ankle she pulls you back down, grabbing your face and pulling you closer. “Go on, test me little one, I dare you.” Her voice dark and dripping with sex. She will be your total undoing.

“Be a good girl and open your mouth for me.” You know what is coming, the thought of it driving you mad with excitement. You kneel up higher, want her to know what you are eager. She runs her tongue over your bottom lip, pulling your face closer she spits in your mouth. Your heart almost exploding from your chest with excitement you grin up at her. “Now swallow and lay down for me.” You lay down and swallow as commanded, arching your back as she runs her fingers down your thighs, slowly spreading your legs open. “I do love how wet you get for me little one.”

Before you can say a word, her lips are trailing down her nail marks, moving closer to your core, your fingers pushing through her beautiful soft white hair, your hips squirming… begging for her mouth. “Ma’am… please….” She hums against your thigh; she flattens her tongue and slowly runs it up through your folds. “Please what my sweet little slut?” The name leaves you speechless, her names, her teasing, her smell, her touch “I would really like to cum please….” A slap to the side of your ass, and a bite to your inner thigh has you moaning like you never have before. Her head is between in your legs in seconds, she wastes no time in trusting a finger into you, pumping it in and out a few times before adding a second. Her tongue circling over your clit, her pace relentless, in your blurred mind you aren’t sure who wants this orgasm more. Your hips grind against her, matching her pace. You push up on one arm so you and look down and watch her.

Your other hand fisting in her hair. Your moans become loader, uncontrollable. You are close, and she very well knows it. Her fingers stop deep inside your dripping cunt. You whimper and start grinding your hip. “Good girl, I want you to carry on until you cum in my hand.” She presses her palm to your clit as her crawls up your body, sucking, licking, and biting every each as she travels. She goes straight for her favorite nipple and tugs on the piercing, your hips moving faster. Propped up on both arms your head drops back and you arch into her hand and mouth as you start to climax. Your legs shaking and tightening around her, your hips moving slower as your ride it out before collapsing on the bed.

Larissa slowly pulls her fingers out of you, gently brushing over your clit making you wince and grab her wrist. With one quick flip she has you on your stomach and pulling your hips to bring you up on your knees. The first smack has you letting out a squeak. “If you want or need me to stop, you know what to say.” Second smack has you gasping. “If you stop me little one, I will punish you.” After the third one your mind went fuzzy, your ass cheeks burning, your juices flowing down your thighs. She changed between slapping your ass and running her nails over her handprints. Somewhere between 5 and 6 you thought you may pass out. Your thighs began to quiver, and before you could ask, you buried your face into bed with a scream as Larissa literally spanked you into an orgasm.

You stay in that position for what seemed like eternity. Too scared to move, you didn’t think you could after that orgasm…Fuck…did you ask? You couldn’t remember now…

“Would you like to have a bath, or would you rather get some sleep little one?” Pushing yourself up you look up at her. Biting your lip you grab her bare waist and pull her towards the bed. “I very much would rather like to spend the rest of this day between these stunning long legs Ma’am” you pout at her and wiggle your body a bit. Patting your cheek, she leans over. “We clearly need to discuss this thing you have about make decisions for what you can and can’t do. Bed or bath little one?” You swallow hard, clearly you didn’t ask… “Bath please Ma’am.”

In the bath, Larissa knelt next to the tub, washing you and caring for you. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at her. She was so perfect in every way. She knew your body better than you did, she was gentle and loving but dominating and hard at the same time. “Would you get in with me please?” you sound pitiful, even you can hear it in your voice. “I shall shower later.” She gets up and kisses your forehead. “I am thinking take-outs and movies for the rest of the evening. What would you like to eat?” You have never had this feeling before, with Vannessa it wasn’t like this, you never once felt as if you disappointed her. The feeling it created in you was sickening. “Whatever you wish, my wallet is in the kitchen. There is a tablet on the counter, it’s got all the delivery apps, take your pick.” You watch as she leaves, after not returning for a while you gathered you were finishing the bath on your own. Standing in your room moments later in front of the mirror you admire the markings on your thighs, your ass covered in hard prints and scratch marks.

Now clothed and oddly heart sore, you lean against the wall in your passageway, there was the woman who literally came crashing back into your life. A fire was going, sitting with her legs up on the couch, sipping her wine. You had always felt something was missing in your home, and finally you know what it has been. Larissa Weems.

You walked up behind her, your hands trailing over her shoulders and under her shirt, moving lower as your grab her breasts and nip her earlobe. “I could very much get used having you in this house Riss. Would you mind terribly is I just kept you here?” Her chuckle made you feel a little more relaxed. Coming around the couch you move her legs and put them over yours. Gentle brushing your fingers up and down her legs. “So not that I am complaining, but what had you crashing in here thinking there was something wrong me with?” You watch her blush, setting her glass down she removes her legs from you. You weren’t sure if you were still hurting or if now you were just getting mad. “I got a message from Enid as they were leaving today, she said something was terribly wrong and I need to get here.” You couldn’t help but giggle. “Wednesday is starting to rub off on her a little bit too much I would say.”

A few glasses of wine and some Chinese later, Larissa got up to take everything through to the kitchen. “ I was thinking that maybe I could spend the night? If you don’t mind that?” Jumping up you go over, grabbing her hand and pulling her back to the room. “You never have to ask if you want to stay over, I would be honoured to have you share this bed.”

Climbing up onto the bed you sit back to see Larissa has stripped naked and staring down at you. “You darling can get off of that and you can strip, I want to feel you against me.” You climb out of bed and do as commanded. Climbing back in Larissa pulls you back into you. Her cool skin against your still very warm ass makes you gasp a bit. Her arms wrapping around you, one hand cupping your breast, her leg pushing between yours. She nuzzles the back of your neck and kisses your shoulders. “I am not mad at you, but you are going to have to learn, we will just have to figure out how to punish you. Though if I am to be honest, I do very much like the idea that I can make you cum the way did from spanking you.” You squirm around to face her. Placing a kiss on her nose and then her lips. “I have never experienced that before. I have always known that pain turns me on, but I never knew I could cum from it. I am sorry though; I feel like I disappointed you.” Pulling you closer she smiled and kisses your head. “Hush now, lets get some rest. Tomorrow, we need to sit and talk. You will know very well the moment you disappoint me.”

Chapter 10

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mistressweems · 2 years ago

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Tattoos & Bruises

Chapter 4

Notes: I am sorry this one has taken longer. Have been pretty sick and it has taken a bit of a toll.

Warnings: angst....

“I’m sorry, what do you mean that another cabin was not booked? I requested this weeks ago, I made the payment, and I was told all is in order. The principal will be arriving shortly, and I am now meant to tell her that there is no place for her to stay?!” Your heart was racing, your head hurting more than earlier. What were you to do now? This means she will be staying in your cabin. Might as well walked in a lion pit at this rate, feeling pretty sure that would be a safer place than having the already unhappy Larissa Weems in the same cabin as you.

“I am so sorry Miss, I am not sure what has happened, I will certainly refund you. The best we can arrange is that we can have another bed brought to your cabin.” The girl was sweet, nervous now by your shouting. You signed as you rubbed your eyes. This was just all too much. You miss the simpler days.

“No no, there is a couch in the cabin, I will have to take that. Please can you provide her with own key. You won’t be able to miss her. Principal Weems is her name, very tall woman. I shall apologise in advance, she is not going to be in a good mood as it is, so please spare yourself and do not tell her that she is sharing. Rather just smile and hand her the key.”

You take your keys, get back in your car and drive up to your now to be shared cabin. This is just fucking perfect, isn’t it? How are you meant to keep your distance from the woman when you are now stuck in the same place as her? Once at the cabin you unpack the car, get out extra blankets and pillows from the cupboard in the room and place them on the couch. You were about to go and change when the door flung open. Turning you are faced with a tall, confused and very angry looking woman staring back at you. Where is that lion pit when you need it?

Slamming the door with her foot, dropping her bags she stalks towards you. Backing you up against the wall. Her finger pointing inches from your face. Her anger pulsed through your veins, you could feel every emotion the woman was experiencing as she stood inches from you, fear squeezed your chest and panic took over your mind. Turning you head and shutting your eyes you hold your breath as you wait for the blow. You waited for the pain and the ringing in your ear. But it never came. Braving it you turn to lock eyes with the seething woman in front of you. “Are you purposely trying to upset me Coach Ives or are you just that incapable of following direct orders?!” Her voice was deeper than normal, the anger in her voice was startling. “I don’t care what the board thinks of you, if you continue down this road, I will gladly terminate your contract!” Stepping away before turning back to you, her hands on her hips. “What on god’s green earth are you even doing in the cabin?”

You pushed yourself off the wall, walked past her, collected her bags, and put them in the room at the end of the bed. “If you are done shouting, we can maybe go by our names, we are away from students and the school.” Your tone surprised you. Some how you managed to muster enough courage to hide the fear she had just created in you. A fear you promised yourself years ago that you would never let someone make you feel again. “Secondly, there was a mix up with the bookings, your options are the following: share with me, share with the students, or you will need to drive back. If you stay here, the room is yours and I will take the couch, if you pick the students, you can discuss it with them, if you are going back, well then there is no need to worry.”

Your jaw dropped slightly. At first you were concerned by the young woman’s reaction. You knew that you had come off too strongly, but it was if she was waiting for you to hit her. She seemed beyond scared. What had happened to this dark creature for her to have such a reaction? Was she hurt so badly in the past? You would need to find this out before anything else. Yet now she is standing in front of you, expressionless except for one raised brow with no emotions to be found in her eyes at all. Her voice low and cold. Her eyes never leaving your as she waits for an answer.

Clearing her throat, she nodded at you. “There is no need for you to be sleeping on a couch Co- Satine, I am sure we can figure something else out. Two weeks on a couch will do your back no good.” She came up next to you, your heart still racing, flinching as her hand rests on your shoulder. “Thank you for taking my bags.” She heads to the room and shuts the door behind her.

You finished unpacking the car and packing everything into the cupboards, you collected the wood from outside and packed them next to the fireplace for later. You went on a short walk to taken in the scenery and calm the rest of your nerves. You couldn’t believe her reaction, you knew that she would be upset, but not like that. Was she just like them then? Were your visions playing games? This is why you kept to yourself, why you never allowed anyone to own you in any way, shape, or form. You couldn’t go back to that place; you have worked so hard to get to where you are and get away from that life. You forced the dark thoughts and feelings out of your mind as you headed back.�� Food and then the pool. That will help.

Larrisa had not come out her room all day. You rolled your eyes. Mature for an older woman. You decided you would make dinner for the two of you and head out for a swim. Something simple for tonight you thought… maybe a butter chili pasta, with a glass of red wine. You washed up and prepped for dinner. You poured yourself a small glass of wine as you brought the water to a boil. You took out a second glass and filled it, you knocked on the bedroom door and placed the glass on the floor. “When you are done acting like a child, or whatever is going on, there is a glass of wine for you.” You head back to the kitchen to drop the pasta. In a second pan you heat up, chili and garlic and butter. Once your pasta is ready you strain it and toss it in the pan.

You have a few forks full and dish for your cabin mate. You set the bottle of wine at the table with a clean glass for her. You grab your sports bag and head for the front door. Glancing down you still see the wine from earlier.

“For Christ’s sake Larissa you are wasting good wine! I have put dinner on the table for you, I am going out for a swim. If you plan on starving yourself… fine, at least then just put it all away.” You slam the door and head around the back and down a slope to your pool. Just one of the reasons why you always picked this cabin when coming here.

You came out the room once you heard the door slam. You picked up the glass of wine at your door and downed it. Not very ladylike… you knew that. But your patience was being tested and you were not sure how long you would be able to control yourself. The dinner not only looked amazing but tasted even better. She is a good cook as well. You filled your glass and walked out back onto the balcony… and that’s when you saw her, it was like being back at the school. Only now, now she could see you watching her. You bent down, leaning on the railing as you watched her just below you, biting your lip as your eyes ran over her beautiful pale inked body. This girl was going to be trouble for you. You couldn’t help but wonder where the ink started and where it ended.

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