Premonitions

A story by Abby Jonson

For Alison
Abby stepped out of the plane and on to the hydraulic gangplank between the aircraft and the arrival gate. It was only a few moments walk down the long corridor that followed before she was deposited in the baggage claim area. It took a few minutes for Abby to spot the two pieces of checked luggage that she had deposited in Cape Town and after pulling the suitcase and plastic box containing her clothes from the steel-clad conveyer, she made her way out to the waiting area already full with passengers and loved ones pairing off and slipping out to the parking lot. Abby's eyes searched the crowd looking for the face she had memorized so well. Then suddenly her eye caught a seemingly familiar lock of hazel hair within the crowd. Stepping toward it she was startled as a hand of five slender fingers fell lightly on her shoulder. Turning she was greeted with a wide smile of pearly teeth. "I found you, my love." "Alison!" Abby instantly dropped her bags and wrapped her arms about the thin frame before her. "I missed you more than I can even begin to say." "I know, dear. I missed you too, you know." Alison looked up at Abby with that sincere an honest look she often gave when expressing her love for her fiance. It was the type of look that had the effect of melting any resistance or hesitation her girlfriend might have. But such was simply overkill today. Having thought of only this moment since leaving the African continent, Abby was anything if not enthusiastic at the sight of her lover. The embrace between the two lingered for another moment before Alison dropped her arms. "Let me help you with those," she said taking up the smaller box.

"Thanks, love," Abby offered taking the other two pieces of luggage. The walk to the car was a short one, but the chance to stretch her legs was a blessing to Abby, who had been packed so tightly in the economy seat assigned to her for the two transcontinental flights between Cape Town and St Louis. Once in the car the two exchanged a short kiss before Alison started the engine. It lasted at least two minutes, but to Abby just then, anything less than the removal of clothing in the back seat of the fourdoor was bound to seem all too brief. Other than a short stop for a sandwich, the two drove directly home. It was after the luggage was all safely inside that Abby plopped down on the sofa. "I'm absolutely beat, Alison my dear." "Not yet you aren't..." Abby thought she heard from the kitchen. She gave a devilish smile while reclining, eyes closed, on the couch. Alison walked in with a short glass of lemonade. "Are you sleepy, my sweet?" Abby opened one eye and looked up at her fiance with another grin. "Not too tired for you." Alison sat next to the couch, her hand on Abby's slowly moving chest. "I missed you, my pet," whispered Alison. "I'm yours, Mistress," came the soft reply. With that Abby sat up, looking at her Miss with the type of nervous glance that betrayed her calm response. Abby had become desperate for her lover's touch over the past two weeks, and with Alison so close to her now it was all she could do not to rush things. Alison moved to the seat next to her pet. Slowly she traced her fingers up Abby's neck, across her face, and entangled them in her hair. "I've so missed you, my pet," Alison repeated, her voice now tinged with intent. With that she made a fist, pulling Abby's hair taut and drawing her head back to expose her long neck. As she proceeded to teasingly rake her teeth across the taut flesh Abby couldn't help but let slip a small moan of longing. At once she half fell and was half pushed back against the armrest as Alison positioned herself atop the

yielding woman. The teeth soon became kisses that roamed from Abby's neck to her cheeks, down to her clavicle and back up again. Within moments the pair were kissing and moaning. Alison slipped her right hand under Abby's sweater and camisole, circling her lover's left breast twice before grasping it firmly through her bra. "Ahh, fuck... me..." Abby whimpered as her Mistress began to twist her breast and skillfully squeezing her nipple. Alison was smiling now. "You've waited two weeks; surely you can be patient a bit more." Abby moved her lips as though to say "Yes, Miss," but all that came out was another gasp before her face contorted again in pleasure. Alison looked down at her quivering pet. She enjoyed teasing her girl most nights, but truth be told she too missed the touches and caressing included in the process of making love. "Now I'm sure you're clothes are dirty from all that traveling. Why don't I help you remove them?" Abby nodded as Alison moved a single hand down to her waist and began unbuckling her belt. The two buttons in the front of her pants and the zipper followed, after which Abby arched her back to better allow her jeans to be slipped off. The jeans were unceremoniously tugged off and dropped on the floor and with them the socks off Abby's feet as well. Alison stared at her love who now lay on the couch in only her panties and a burgundy sweater, her hands above her head, looking as vulnerable as ever. "Just as sexy as the last time I saw you; maybe more..." noted Alison. "... And to think you're all mine!" Abby gave a slight blush. She never thought of herself as attractive but somehow she had managed to find someone who made her feel as though she were the most gorgeous woman in the entire world. "I would be no one else's, Miss." There was a slight, patient smile, but inside Alison's pet was ready to burst from anticipation. Then again it was all part of the dance that the two women had settled into a few months after they started dating. Alison liked being held and loved, liked teasing her pet, and though she was originally slow to admit it, liked spanking and whipping her, too. Abby, on the other

hand, liked being helpful, serving, fetching, and tending to her Mistress, reminding her of her beauty and kindness (which Alison was always quick to downplay), and generally doing what she could to ease the day-to-day stresses of her mate. But what she loved most of all, what she wanted most of all at this moment, was to be dominated. She loved the feeling she got when she was used by her partner, when she was able to make another feel so very good before herself. Alison, of course, knew exactly what her dear little girl wanted and only made her wait a moment before running her fingernails along the insides of her thighs. "Did you miss me, really, my dear?" she cooed. "Did you miss my touches?" Abby tried to lay still and silent as though any sudden movement might disturb the pleasure she now felt. "Is this what you wanted?" Alison asked. Abby managed a "Please..." before gasping as certain fingers slid ever so close to her cunt, never yet touching, but pressing close enough that Abby was starting to become quite wet. Maybe you want to go up stairs..." Alison said with mock curiosity. "Have you been a good girl while you were away?" Abigail gave her most innocent look and answered, "Yes, Mistress. I was a very good girl, I promise." "And you want to be rewarded? You want to be touched and spanked? Do you want me to fuck you?" Abby gave a feeble nod. "Say it!" demanded her Mistress. "I need to hear you beg me for it." "Please, Miss. I do so want you to touch me. I want to feel you spank me hard. I beg you, please use me... fuck me... take me anyway you like." "Then get off my couch. Upstairs with you!" And with that Alison stood and gave Abby's hair a firm pull, toppling her from her seat and leaving her more turned on than she could remember being in the past several weeks. Abby scrambled up and over to the door to the stairwell. She opened it and stepped up a

few stairs before her lover followed behind her, shutting the door as she went. Alison watched as her girlfriend stepped lightly up each step, her thighs and ass moving suggestively as she did so. How Ive missed you! sighed Alison as she reached for one of Abbys legs catching it mid-thigh with her short nails. As Abby moved to step up another step the hand fell along her leg leaving several rose colored and wavering lines. The feeling of it left her weak in the knees and she sank quickly. Alison responded by drawing her hand up the back of the other leg, moving to the inner thigh as she neared the top. Abby drew in a sharp breath as Alison slowly stated to press on her clit and stroke her cunt from the outside of her panties. Though she was certain there were certainly more intense things to come, the feeling of her lovers hand there in that most intimate place sent waves of pleasure all over her body. Yes Yes, please whimpered Abby between jagged breaths. Oh, thank you Mistress. Alison pressed her fingers firmer into her girlfriends genitals, fingering them roughly. Then, without warning, she drew her fingers up the middle of Abbys ass and brought her hand smartly down on her left cheek with a loud clap. Abby let out half of a scream before managing to stifle the rest of it. Alison spoke with an air of authority. Perhaps you didnt hear me. Or maybe youre simply forgetful. I told you to go upstairs. Now get there before I do, and I want to see you face down on that bed. Do I make myself clear, pet? Abby swallowed quickly in an attempt to find her voice. Yes Mistress. Im sorry, Maam. And no clothes! her Domme added as Abby quickly scrambled up the remainder of the stairs. Alison made her way to the bathroom upstairs where she exchanged her own clothes for a light robe and a small leather pouch on a cord she wore as a necklace. When she found her submissive again she was laying in bed completely nude and with her hands above her head just as she had been ordered. Abby was silent as Alison straddled her and did her best to stay still as Alison leaned and moved about behind her. Suddenly there was a stinging sensation, that of something really hot or really cold being pressed to

the pets back. It took another second before Abby recognized the familiar icy feel of a cold nickel loop being drug across her back. It was the loop and buckle of her collar, the one she had purchased months ago with her Mistress blessing; a symbol of her submission. Abby took deep, regular breaths as her Miss teased her back. Soon she was able to relax a bit more as the buckles temperature was brought closer to that of her back. Eventually Alison reached around Abbys neck and brought the two ends of the collar together behind her. There was a faint click as the buckle was locked in place with a small key that had been hidden in Alisons necklace. Alison grasped her girls head and tilted it to the side as she bent down to whisper in her ear. Youre all mine, my little bitch. And Im so happy to have you back. Abby could feel her mistress breasts pressed against her back, could feel her warm breath against the side of her face, could feel the smooth and constrictive grip of her collar about her neck. The anticipation and excitement she felt was intoxicating, blurring events around her. Thank you Mistress. Thank you for letting me be yours. Abby didnt think she could ever adequately explain to her fiance what it was like to be dominated as a sub, but it didnt stop her from getting wet at the sight of her collar or a firm grasp of her hair. Hands behind your back. Abby complied, hoping that Alison might actually whip her while tied up this time. Alison placed a thick leather cuff around each of Abbys wrists, buckling them tightly in place. As soon as the cuffs were in place Abby was pulled back and up to her knees. Her Mistress leaned around her, taking a deep smell of her hair. Now if youre a good girl I wont have to tie you down, okay? You think you can be good for me? Abby nodded meekly and offered a soft Yes, Miss. Alison smiled and then pushed her back such that she was flat on her back but upside-down in the bed. Alison stood in the bed and disrobed before kneeling straddling her love once more. Slowly she maneuvered her way forward until her thighs were on either side of Abbys head. Lick me. Abby

moved her head forward an inch and breathed in the sweet musk of her lovers cunt. How she had missed that smell in the past two weeks! Slowly she extended her tongue and grazed the lips of Alisons cunt. Then a second time, now a bit firmer. Carefully she probed her Miss vulva with her tongue, up and down, up and down until she found her clit. Placing her lips around the sensitive button she suckled lightly before drawing her teeth across it. Abby looked up to see Alisons eyes close and her mouth open letting a silent moan out. She licked a bit harder and pinched just a bit with her teeth and this time the moan was more audible. More. Abby obeyed, flicking her tongue up and down, side to side over her clit. Alison reached down with one hand and ran her fingers through her pets hair before grabbing a fist full, pulling her head closer still. Abby pressed her face, and her tongue, deeper into what had to be the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on. She continued for several minutes, licking deep inside her lover, and then teasing her clit to which Alison noted her approval through moans and small tugs on Abbys hair. Abby could feel the powerful abdominal muscles above her pulse and quiver as her Mistress drew closer to orgasm, and she smiled inwardly at the thought of bringing her Mistress so much pleasure. Still, as gratifying as it was, it was going to take a bit more to push her Domme over the top. Alison knew this too, for after several more minutes she sat a bit more straight and looked down at her partner, stroking her hair lightly. Do you like that, my pet? Do you like licking my cunt? Abby nodded her head the best she could despite the fact that she was still at work on her lovers clit. Be a good girl and do what I tell you and then maybe Ill reward you. Alison slid back allowing Abby a deep breath and a chance to feebly voice a Yes, Maam. Abby watched as Alison turned and laid back, resting her head on her pillow. You may continue now. Abby nodded again respectfully and assumed a position between her Miss legs. And dont be afraid to use your fingers. I want you to make me cum, pet.

As you wish, Mistress, replied Abby, though she thought that she wanted to make her fiance cum at least as she must want to cum herself. Abby lowered her head to the spot where Alisons smooth ivory legs joined and resumed the task commanded of her. Her tongue again flickered over Alisons clit though this time Abby had more control of her actions. She massaged her lovers hips as she suckled on her cunt and nipped teasingly at her thighs and when she started to moan Abby moved one hand down to slide two slender fingers inside of her. She could feel her Mistress again start to writhe in pleasure, bucking and arching as though to get every last ounce of stimulation out of the acts being performed on her. Oh, Abigail! Goddess Fuck yes Alison was quivering as she had before but more strongly so. Abby reached her free hand across Alisons abdomen and cupped one of her breasts firmly, lifting and massaging it before drawing her fingers together to squeeze her nipple. This elected another loud moan from her lover and she decided to try the same on the other side. Abby was always told, after all, that things needed to be even. Alisons pet suckled harder and curled her fingers inside her, pumping them faster and more roughly than before. Abby could feel the moist cavity tighten around her and she knew she was close. She moved her mouth up to her Miss breast and bit somewhat firmly on her nipple while her thumb took over the task of stroking her clit. The orgasm came suddenly and hit hard, racking Alisons body so hard that Abby swore she could feel it herself. Alison became momentarily silent as she shook and shuddered, and then as quickly as it had come it dissipated leaving both women sore but supremely content. Alison smiled sweetly as she glanced down at Abby. What a good little girl. That was so She exhaled deeply, still recovering from the orgasm. So very nice. Come up here and lay next to me. Abby did as she was told and moved next to Alison who motioned for Abby to place her head on her chest. Abby listened to her loves heart rhythmically beating and the slow breaths that accompanied it.

Alison rested like this for a few minutes before turning to look at her submissive. Lets see now I remember making a promise to you, my dear pet. And you know I always follow through with my promises, dont I? Always, Maam, came the reply. If Alison was now ready to reward her, Abby wasnt sure how or what to expect. It might be something nice, or it might be a firm whipping. Then again, those were often nice, too. Hmm What to do It was going to be a whipping, Abby knew it. I think Ill let you chose, my dear. Anything you want. Anything at all. Abby was uncertain what to say. She could have anything done to her, or do anything to her love? She had better make it something good. Abby at once thought of something, a fantasy she had been harboring for some time, but then quickly dismissed it. She couldnt ask for that. Maybe shed just ask to be spanked again. Yes, you have a request? Abby looked up at her Mistress. Um I guess so. Would you please spank me again? Alison looked intently at her lovers face. I can, but are you sure thats what you want most? You looked like you might have had another idea I No, Maam. I couldnt. Tell me. What is it, my pet? You know you can ask me for anything. Ive missed you and its my turn to make you happy now. Alison gave another of her looks that reminded Abby of a teacher waiting for a school yard confession from her students. There was a toy, Abby mumbled But we dont have to use it. Which one? asked Alison, continuing her teacher-like presence.

The, um Abby thought she must be red by now just thinking about what she was about to ask for. The purple plug in the dresser. Alison thought for a moment. Oh you mean the You want me to In you? I thought you didnt like that! Abby could feel the heat on her face. She must be as red as a cherry for sure. We dont have to Alison interrupted. My dear, if thats really what you want then Im fine with it. You know I love you, and Id do anything for you to make you happy. Abby smiled sheepishly. Now go get it and I suppose the lubricant in there if you think youll need it. Yes, Miss. Abby felt a bit embarrassed, less so now about what she wanted Alison to do to her and more so about the fact that she doubted her fiance would really be okay with it. I should have known better, Abby thought to herself as she retrieved the thin purple plug and the bottle of lube from the top drawer of her dresser. Still, the thought of being fucked by Alison top and bottom was so exciting that her embarrassment didnt last long. When Abby turned back to her Miss she was busy unfolding an older sheet across the bed. Just in case. Lube is messy, you know. Abby nodded and handed the supplies to Alison. Now, on your hands and knees my dear. Abby smiled as she sunk again onto the bed and took the position asked of her. Alison popped open the cap on the lube and poured a small portion onto her fingers. Abby sighed as Alison began to slowly massage the soft flesh between her cheeks with the cold fluid. Once she was satisfied with the amount of lube present she paused. Just Please let me know if Im hurting you, okay? Abby cocked her head to look back meeting her Mistress eyes. I promise you, love, you cant hurt me with that. As Alison pressed the toy into her pet there was only the slightest resistance before the whole thing glided effortlessly in. There. Thank you, Miss.

May I play with it a bit? asked Alison. Please, Mistress, fuck my ass. And when youre done, finger and fuck my cunt too! Abby answered pleadingly. Alison moved the small toy back and forth, slowly at first then a bit more quickly. All the while Abby moaned softly from the sensation, one which she hadnt felt in what may have been years. She could feel, somewhere inside her, an orgasm building as the toy raked against pleasurable nerves otherwise difficult to reach. But she didnt want to finish so soon. My cunt, please Mistress. Fuck my cunt Alison pushed Abby to the side and she rolled over and onto her back, the toy held in place by the bulb at its base. My pleasure, dear pet, grinned Alison. Alison pressed two fingers to Abbys cunt and started to move them in a small circular pattern as her lips closed about her clit and her tongue set to work making jabs and caresses against the tender flesh. Abby gave a breathless gasp and began to touch her own breasts, clawing around and then pinching her nipples tightly, reveling in the sharp and sensual pain it created. Abby could feel orgasm building still and wondered how much longer she could hold out. Alison, my dear Mistress Abbys words were distorted by the waves of ecstasy rushing through her body. I want to feel your body. I need to feel your sex against mine. Alison gave her submissives clit a final lick before crawling up her body to position her cunt over her partners. You want me to fuck you like this do you? Sweet Goddess, please fuck me, Abby begged. Alison slowly started to grind her cunt against that of her lover, and Abby followed suit in time. Gradually the pleasure built higher and higher, and as it did Abby arched her back to match, pressing herself harder and more quickly into her Miss. Im Clo- Im getting close! Abby knew she had only moments left before she came, but from the look of it so did her

partner. Alison didnt normally get off from this type of stimulation, but today, it seemed, she might. Please, Mistress, permission to come, pleaded Alisons girl. Ah Goddess. Cum for me, bitch. Alisons head fell back. Well do it together. With that the dam broke and Abbys body convulsed as the waves of pleasure that had been building suddenly turned into bolts that tore through her body like electric. Every part of her, from the top of her head to her toes and finger tips were caught in absolute rapture. Alison Alison Oh, fuck Alison! Alison gasped and moaned loudly in kind as Abby screamed her name and a second orgasm of her own was let loose. Oh, y Oh, yes! There was another minute of gasps and another few moments of grinding, one woman against the other, and then they both fell back flat in the bed, exhausted, side by side, and locked in an embrace. As Abby lay there looking in to her loves eyes she had a profound sense of happiness. Im going to love you forever, you know I know you will, dear. And you know I think youre precious, right? Alison moved her hand slightly to brush the hair from Abbys face. I know dear, and I think youre adorable beautiful sexy. Always and forever. And a day, added Alison. And a day. Abby thought while laying there that she hadnt ever known contentment the likes of which she was now enjoying. To love yourself and another, to feel so one with another spirit, it seemed to be only a small step away from loving everyone and all things. Abby continued to contemplate this

feeling as she started to drift off with Alison in her arms, falling almost into a state of half-sleep. The realm where thoughts and dreams collide It was then that someone turned the light up in the room. Was it a lamp, or maybe the sunrise? It was hard to tell from where she was in bed. Abby felt a gentle shake on her shoulder and turned to see what it was her fiance needed. She felt muddled but the one thing she could make out was that the woman before her was not her Alison. Instead stood a young woman with black hair and a blue blouse over a long blue skirt. A white scarf of some type seemed to be tucked neatly down the front. Miss, the captain is about to land. If you could please put your tray table up, we will be arriving in St Louis in less than 10 minutes. Ah, yes Uh, sorry. Abby felt groggy, 24 hours of flight will do that to a person, but as she looked around things started to come into focus and her whereabouts became clearer. She put her table up and put the iPod on her lap away in her carry-on bag. Abby turned to look out the window to her right and could see the land below farmland turned to suburban developments turned to urban business districts and nests of highways turned to a jungle of concrete and skyscrapers on the horizon. Abby sat there in the quiet roar of the aircraft trying to piece together the dream she had just lived, to commit it to memory. It seemed so vivid just a moment ago, so real. But now it was only fragments, as most dreams become, and each passing second saw another piece fade away. A gentleman came and sat next to her. Abby quickly recognized him as the man that had been assigned the seat adjacent to hers. Ah, I see youre awake now, Ms Jonson. Abby nodded her head, a dreamy look still about her face as she turned away to look outside the window once more. The man gave a short chuckle and Abby turned to face him. I bet you have someone waiting for you down there, dont ya? he asked with a spark in his eyes. I do replied Abby. The love of my life.

The man put on a somber look and nodded his head slowly. That good, eh? Abby returned a wide grin and blushed. Shes the best.

The End