Martha's Comeuppance

Martha's Comeuppance

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

No Houses


Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

No Houses

Chapter1 (v.1) - A plan of revenge is formed.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 12, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 12, 2016



He got a phone call from Martha, his college girlfriend. She had heartlessly dumped him at her graduation and he wanted retribution. He mulled it over for an evening and could only think of one plan of punishment. He finally went to see Frankie.

Frankie was a combination of big sister, friend, pal and confidante. "Frankie, she dumped me at graduation by introducing me to her fiance and I want to make her pay. I keep hearing 'Let it go' but the resentment stays."

"The bitch!," Frankie spit out her remark like it was poison. "I'd like to punish her, too. What do you have in mind?"

"The only thing I can think of is to get some S&M stuff from someone and take a whip to her ass. Do you know where I can borrow some? I'd buy it but I wouldn't have any use for it afterward."

"Come with me." She led him to her loft. "There's a file box on the shelf in the closet. Get it down, please."

She had another box and they took them downstairs. He opened his and expected to find less than he did. "Holy fuck! This must have cost you $1000!"

"It didn't cost me a dime. I was in a Dom/ sub relationship once and he started getting mean and physically hurtful, so I left him and took all this stuff. There's more in the coffee table."


"Lift off the top."

"Wow! Restraints, a buggy whip. Wow! Can I borrow some of this stuff?"

"You're welcome to, but moving all three containers can be difficult. I think the best approach would be to have her here. . .I want to watch, too."

"Are you going to help me, Frankie?" I think I can use some."

"I don’t think you'll need much. You’ll make a natural dominant. It’s Monday today. Come back on Wednesday and we'll talk over your plan." She handed him 4 wrist and ankle restraints. "You know her best. Think of a way to get her into these."

Wednesday evening they were planning again. “Where's Brian tonight?”

“He's history. He's a pig and I kicked him out. There's another guy I want to be with. What's the plan, Boss?,” she queried.

“I talked to her and she's going to be here at 8 Friday. When I talked to her it seemed her marriage was on the rocks and she wants to get back together in some form. That fact helps. Are you going to participate?”

“Yes, unless I'll get in the way.”

“You're very much part of my plan. It goes like this. You will be 'Supreme Mistress Ginger and I'll be Master Steele.”

“I can see the Master and Mistress, but why Ginger and Steele?”

“Ginger because you have an incredibly sexy and spicy way about you. And Steele is my given name.”

“That's very sexy, Steele!

“I don't know what my parents were thinking. I'm actually Steele James.”

“I'm going to call you that all the time.”“What's the rest of your plan?”

“I want you to wear your leather corset and heels.”

“I don't know if it still fits.” She stood up and took the corset out of its place and began to undress. “Are you sure you want to try it on here?”

“Yes. This is as good a dressing room as any.” She tossed an unopened package to him. “Here's your costume. If you’re going to play the part of a Dom, you need to look the part.” The package said, 'G-string. Large.' It was black satin and barely covered his genitals. “Try it on.” He disrobed as she had because he wanted to start something with this very experienced slut. She tried hard to sneak a peek and only got a brief glance but she saw his thick 8 inches. “I saw,” she said.

“If you wanted a look, all you had to do is ask.”

“I want a look.”

“Okay, but before you see anything, I want you to promise you won't tell anyone what you see.”

“I promise, but I don't understand.”

“I'll explain later.” He turned around without the G-string.

She got her look in fuller light. “Oh, my! That's a fine, big cock. I'd love to deep throat you.”

“Do you really want to as much as your words say?”

“Yes, sir.”

He flopped down next to her and said, “Prove it, you slutty bitch!”

She took him in her mouth and gagged a bit when he bottomed out. She retreated. “I need to start again.”

“As long as you finish, Sweet Thing.” She was doing it just the way he liked it.

She bobbed up and down. With each stroke, she pressed her tongue stud an imperceptible bit harder.

“Damn, you're good!” he exclaimed. His first load was dutifully delivered and swallowed in no time. “What can I do for you?” he asked after he recovered.

“I'll get back to you. We have to finish you plan first. We can have lots of time together later. I had a couple orgasms while I was doing you. I enjoy doing a man almost as much as I do someone doing me. You have to try on your G-string to check the fit.” She saw his dick again. “You could make some money with that thing. Some Viagra and you're ready to go! I know some women who would pay fucking big bucks to have you screw them.”

“That's kind of illegal! I'll make you my pimp and we'll both be in trouble!”

“Why didn't you want me to tell anyone?”

“In high school, after guys saw me, word got around and some sluts only wanted a big member and didn't care about the rest of me. That's why. Okay?”


“Okay. Your G-string fits nicely.”

“How's your corset fit?”

“Zip me up and we'll see.”

“There. How's that?”

Zipped all the way?”

“Yep. Let me look at you. You look great and your nipples are peeking out like they're two eyes of someone trying to escape.”

“That's the way it's supposed to be.”

“I can assure you they're not.

When he got there Friday, he had on his g-string and a short robe. Frankie was looking her usual irresistible in her corset. She had added heels as a final touch. “What now?” she wondered. “Have some coffee and wait. She was always eager to experiment sexually, so I'm going to tell I'm into bondage these days.”

“You are a natural!”

“I'll take her up to your loft and, if you will hide for a while and come out when I say I have to have my mistress’s permission to add her to our stable. Okay?”

“Okay but what's our stable?”

You have 4 men and 4 women taking care of your sexual needs.”

“Lucky me. . .I wish!”

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