Encounter

I ran into her on the catwalk between our apartment buildings, stopped dead in my tracks by her fabulous legs and bad girl attitude.
-Hi, I said.
-What the fuck're you lookin' at?
-Nothing. Sorry.
-You're sorry, alright. Why don't you kiss my ass?
I tried to keep walking.
-C'mon, pendejo! Don't you wanna kiss it?
Was she kidding? I turned back to look at her again.

-If you get down on your knees, I'll let you worship my legs. Then we'll see if you're worthy to kiss my ass.
She pointed sensuously at her gorgeous legs. I dropped to my knees. Her exquisite lower body was so delicious that all I could do was mutter 'Jeezus Fucking Christ.' The fragrant, perfumed scent radiating from her delightful flesh was intoxicating.

-Mmmm, she mused. You like those legs? Like some hot leg 'o' lamb, bitch?
I think I said yes.
-Since you look like a bitch, I'm gonna treat you like one, like a fucking dumb dog, a stinking mongrel bitch. That's what you are, right?
-Yes.
-Don't talk! Bark, you stupid little dog-ass bitch!
I barked.
-That's better. Now, check this out.
She hoisted her skirt up over her glorious ass and flaunted her entire lower body in my face. I began to shake uncontrollably.
-What's wrong, cunt-face?
Quivering.
-Get over here and sniff my ass, fuck-face. Come as close as you can, but don't you fucking dare touch me. If you do, I'll fucking beat you like I was your mama! You got it?
-I nodded and approached slowly.
Sniff, sniff.

Then she turned to face me, having unbuttoned her blouse. My eyes began to well up with tears as she made me worship her body, contemplating her forms and scents. Her control over me was absolute. She ordered me to look up her skirt, sniff her legs, sniff her ass again, and sit still while she flashed her tits for me. I cried like a baby now, crumbling emotionally in her skilled hands.
-Crawl around me in a circle, sniffing my feet like a bitch-doggie should, she said. Wash my feet with your tears!
I followed her directive instantly, overjoyed at the presence of her perfect, delicate feet in those hot white heels.
-Pant while you sniff, idiot! You're not sounding like no dog that ever sniffed my feet.
Circling, crawling, panting, bawling like an infant. Completely hers.


-You're totally boring me, fuck-face, she said. Stop sniffing my feet and stand up.
I hopped to my feet on command. She looked me in the eye, sucking sensuously on a lollipop as her delightful cleavage waged its assault on my already short-circuited senses. The way her gorgeous lips caressed that lollipop was a work of serious artistry. I had never wanted to kiss anyone so badly in my life. Something told me, however, that it wasn't going to happen.
-So you think you're pretty special, huh? she asked.
-Me?
-Shut up! Yeah, I know your type. Fucking wimp-dog, pussy-ass bitch who thinks he's fucking cool. Thinks girls are just for wetting his fucking dick.
-No, I-
-I said Shut Up!
Then she spit on me. Hard, violent, so aggressive, so full of abject contempt. Big load of lollipop phlegm. I bristled. God, I was in love with her.
-Don't you turn away from me, dog-dick! You're not special. You're lower than fucking dog shit. Now hold still.
She spit a big load in my face again and laughed arrogantly as I held still, the goo oozing down slowly and dripping onto my shirt.

Then, to my astonishment, she let her top slide down her arms behind her onto the ground, and stepped out of her skirt with the consummate sensual artistry of a professional stripper. I was on fire as I beheld her smokin' body. She ordered me back down on my knees as she taunted me mercilessly, again forcing me to worship her powerful legs and stupefying ass. I could feel my cock ablaze, trying to force its way through my jeans from the heat of her.
-Worship, she said. It's the only hope of salvation, your one chance for redemption.

She strutted back and forth before me, driving me out of my mind. She seemed to know exactly what her torturous teasing was doing to me internally, and laughed deliciously at my helplessness.
-Crawl beside me, she said then, like an obedient little bitch!
I scraped my knees following alongside her, back and forth on the catwalk, her witchy cackle echoing in my skull. Then she stopped and began hitting a few provocative poses for me. I started to whimper uncontrollably, nearing a complete breakdown.

-I'm tiring of this little game, she said. You no longer amuse me, dog-dick. But I want you to do some more doggie-sniffing before I leave you. Get over her and smell my leg. From the foot, all the way up to my ass. And bark before you start. On Three. Ready? One, two, three!
I barked and moved my nose toward her foot.
-Louder, bitch! Bark like a real fucking dog!
I barked louder, sending her into another fit of laughter.
-Keep going, she laughed, louder. Until I tell you to stop!
I continued until I was sure I'd bring the entire neighborhood to their windows to witness the spectacle. At length she let me stop and I began my slow sniffing-ascent from her foot to her ass.

-All the way up, she said. And don't you dare touch me!
What followed were the most intense few moments of my life. Her skin, her form, her exquisite flesh, it was beyond my comprehension. Ogod, to touch it! But I wasn't worthy. I understood that and joyfully savored what she allowed me, which was already infinitely more than I deserved. As I passed her dainty, sculpted knee, reaching the divinity of her thigh, the tears began to come in waves. I heard her giggling at the emotional devastation she had wrought within me.
-Aww, what's the matter? she mocked. Little bitch-doggie sad?
She continued to taunt me as I passed her upper thigh, now beginning to tremble severely as I beheld in disbelief the glory of her perfect leg-flesh curving up into the slope of her hips toward her ass. As I got to her ass cheek I cried out, at which point she turned her lower body straight into my face and stomped her foot down, making her left ass cheek jiggle incomprehensibly in my face.
-Oh, please! I cried. Please stop!
She only stamped the other foot down, causing the right cheek to quiver in the same fashion an inch in front of my face. At this point, she had to hold me in place by my hair or I would have simply collapsed.
-OK, she laughed, time for the grand finale!
With that she forced my face completely up between her ass cheeks, my nose burrowing into the pungent cavern of her anus. With trembling hands now, I clutched her sublime thighs and sank my nose all the way inside. My hungry lips kissed, my desperate tongue lapped and licked until she suddenly stopped her wicked laughter and said;

-Stop! Heel, you disgusting little dog-dick!
I was slow to comply. Turning on me with the speed and fury of a tigress, she jerked my head back by the hair and slapped me across the face so hard that I tumbled backwards in a half-somersault, crashing down prostrate onto the catwalk.
-You're lucky I have better things to do right now, bitch, or I'd fucking put your ugly ass in traction! How dare you fail to obey my command!
She stomped down on my head, digging that exquisite white high heel into my skull and smashing my face down into the hardwood floor. Again. Again. And Again. That last was the hardest shot of all, at the end of which, she balanced herself on me with her full weight, bouncing up and down until my face was flattened into the surface beneath me. One brief second of disobedience had suddenly cost me dearly. She fractured every bone in my face, knocked out half of my teeth, and crushed my nose flat in punishing me for my insolence. Before leaving me, she made me sit up and take one last look at her before she left me there. With blood pouring down my face, looking like some grotesque caricature of a human being, between my tears and the frantic groans caused by the intensity of my pain, I managed to mouth the words;
-Thank you.
She giggled again and I watched the miraculous undulation of her ass as she walked away. Looking back she said;
-You might wanna have that looked at. Looks like it's gonna leave a mark.