The Horny & Misbehaving Brat Meets Her Match

It was always hard for me to find a partner that would suit me. I was always too loud, too confrontational, and too demanding. The truth was, I needed someone who would be able to take control, to put me in my place and I wasn’t finding that person. It took me years and years of dating around to find someone who will be a match for me.

I knew that I was attractive and many people wanted to have a chance with me, even if it was just sex. I didn’t want to settle down with someone just to have a relationship, so I was very picky and I found that perfect someone when I was on a date.

The girl I was with was cute and sweet, but I wasn’t exactly thrilled. I knew that I would be able to easily bend her to my will and that wasn’t what I wanted. I needed an excuse to get away from her, so I said that I’ll pick up our drinks from the bar.

The bartender didn’t look like she was nice. She barely looked at me when I came to order and when I repeated what I needed she was quick to show me her teeth as she snarled her reply to me.

“You think you can order me around?” she said, coming closer. I could feel how thrilled I was just from her words. “You’re going to wait as long as I tell you”

I smiled, not knowing what to do with myself. That was the energy I needed from my partner. It wasn’t nice to ditch my date, but I didn’t care. I needed to know what that bossy bartender had to offer me.

Her name was Alice, she was tall, both her hair and eyes were dark and every time she spoke to me it felt like an order. I spent the rest of the night at the bar, trying to flirt, but all I got back was her rejection. I wondered if she even liked girls or not, but I soon found out the answer.

“You’re still here?” she asked when she saw me waiting for her outside after the shift. She looked me up and down and I knew that I looked sexy as hell in my little white dress. “Are you coming with me or not?”

“Since you’re offering,” I laughed.

We went to her place and I could sense that this would be the night I wouldn’t be able to forget. The moment I was in her apartment we went to the bedroom and I expected her to kiss me and undress me right away, but instead, she stopped, looking at me.

“Take your clothes off and lay on the bed,” there was no softness in her voice, just demand. I needed to do as she says or I wouldn’t like the results, I just knew it.

I undressed slowly, letting Alice see all the best parts of me, but she still didn’t come close. Then, with my body bare, I went to the bed and lay on my back, looking at her. I expected her to undress too, but that didn’t happen.

“Put your hands on the bed and don’t move them, no matter what,” she said, coming closer and making me feel excited.

“And if I don’t listen?” I smiled.

“You will find out,” Alice said.

She got on top of me and I tried to keep my hands still. She kissed me slowly and with passion and I could feel how wet I was becoming just from that. Then she went lower, using her hands and her mouth to play with my breasts. I looked down, seeing her pinching my nipples, sucking on them, and circling them with her tongue. I wanted to scream and I wanted more of her.

“Think you can take it?” she asked.

“Yes,” I moaned out.

She kissed me lower until her mouth was against my pussy. She didn’t touch my clit, I just felt her breath there and I whined, needing her. She just smiled at me, as if waiting for something.

“Fuck it!” I said, putting my hand in her hair and pulling her close. It didn’t work, instead, she pushed my hand away.

“Guess you won’t get your way tonight,” she said, getting up and looking down at me. Naked, wet, and frustrated, I didn’t know what to do. “Go away. We will see if you can handle it tomorrow”

I didn’t know what to say. I always got my way and her playing so cold right now threw me off.

“I didn’t want it that much anyway,” I said, getting dressed and leaving.

All day I was debating with myself. I thought that Alice wasn’t that much of a big deal, that I could find someone better, and that I didn’t deserve that behavior, but I couldn’t lie to myself. I was at the bar that very night and came home with her again.

This time I was good, but the challenge was more difficult. She tied my hands but told me not to make a sound and I agreed. I was doing good while she kissed my body, while she teased me, and even while her mouth was on my clit I still didn’t make a sound. But when Alice pulled out a dildo and started fucking me roughly, I couldn’t take it. I moaned out, asking her to get it deeper and she pulled it out, leaving me even in a more pitiful state.

This time I was really pissed off. I told her to fuck off, I said I would never come back and even then I knew that I was lying. I was at that same bar the next night, ready for another round of our play. I couldn’t believe what she did to me. I was so proud before and never gave anyone a second chance, but Alice was different.

Another night, another try. She smiled wide when she saw me again and I knew I was losing. She didn’t even say a word to me, I just followed her back home where another rule was implemented.

“You can do anything, but you can’t cum until I say so,” she told me and I agreed.

I was naked on her bed again and this time it was even worse. Her tongue on my clit was just too much to take and I almost crossed the line, but I stopped myself while feeling my pussy throb. When the toy came into play, I was even worse, feeling it push inside me slowly while rubbing my walls and making me lose my mind.

“You can cum in a minute,” Alice said while starting to go faster. “Can you take it?”

“Yes, Mistress!” I said, spreading my legs wider.

I moaned and whimpered while she counted and I couldn’t wait for the time to come.

“Three, two…one,” she finally said. “Be a good girl and cum for me”

I screamed, feeling an orgasm so powerful like I had never done before. It was deafening and I just laid there, not knowing where I was and not able to feel my body for a while. That night I knew Alice was the one. She let me eat her pussy to show how grateful I was and the next day she presented me with the cutest collar to show that I was now hers.

I still play a brat sometimes, to keep it interesting, but I know that if I want to feel good I need to listen to my Mistress.

Authors note: Phew! I am hot and sticky between the legs after writing this one. I loved the lesbian power dynamic, the brat getting taught a lesson, and finally meeting her match. I loved their explosive chemistry and their fine-line attitudes. An eclectic mix of personalities clashed to make such a horny writing piece! – Tamsin.

I'm Tamsin (also known as Tammy), I'm the writer of all of these erotic stories. I write what turns me on and it used to be just for my personal use, but I decided to release it publically. I hope you enjoy and if you do remember to leave a comment and if you want more become a private member. If you want to know more about me, this is my personal page.

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