A little over a year ago, I was 18 and got a great job at a fashion house. My boss was demanding as hell, constantly berating anything that any of us did or didn't do. She is a former model, was fairly well known and is still at 48 now, gorgeous with a perfect body that any teen girl would wish for. Her full brown hair falls about 8 inches short of her waist, it's thick, rich and full bodied. One night she told me to come with her to her house and we'd finish up there. We went to her townhouse which was incredible. There we settled into an office room that was bigger than my little one bedroom unit. We were sitting on the couch working for about an hour. She closed up the work papers, and leaned in and kissed me full and bold. It was a lingering kiss then as she opened her mouth I tried to keep mine closed but her tongue found her way in. After I told her I was not lesbian and her reply was that I was a lesbian had just never had the experience. I didn't know what to do and didn't feel that I could up and leave, I was stymied. She took my hand and I stood but resisted her pull. "Lets go upstairs to my bedroom" she said. I told her again that I wasn't a lesbian and she said that I was and pulled again. I wouldn't budge and all of a sudden I saw stars. She hit me so hard with her fist in my face that I didn't know what was going on. She pulled on my arm and I found myself following. "Please don't" was all I could say, at the stairs I hesitate and got hit again. Not as hard but my mouth was bleeding from the left corner. "Get your ass up the stairs, two levels" she pulled me in front of her and I climbed the stairs in tears. She was reaching and feeling my ass as we went up which made me cry even more. I didn't want to get hit again, so I just kept climbing.

At the level of her bedroom, which took up half of one floor, she stopped, wiped my lip, wiped my tears and kissed me again, my tongue responded to hers out of self-preservation not lust. She stripped me naked leaving my clothes there in the hallway. "Claude will get them in the morning" she said and hand in hand walked me to her bedroom. She left the door open and sat me on the edge of the bed as she got fully undressed. It didn't take much time, she pulled her dress over her head, had on no bra and no panties. She wore a garterbelt and stockings and kicking off her $1000 or more shoes walked to me. "Kiss it" she said. I knew what she wanted, but staring at a perfectly trimmed but very thick haired pussy I just stared. A gentle hand to the side of my face which pulled away suddenly. I flinched. "Don't make me do it again" and I didn't I kissed her pussy. "that's it baby, just do what your lover wants, now take off my stockings". I undid the clasps and rolled down her silk stockings, taking them off her feet. she then turned her backside to me and again told me to take off the garter belt. I did it without question and immediately. Without turning around she said "Kiss it". I leaned forward and lightly kissed one of her buttcheeks, then as she told me not to leave it only half done, I did the same to the other side.

Lying down she got on top of me, holding my hands together above my head, she kissed me and massaged my tits with her other hand, then moved it down to my pussy. Getting me wet she stuck in two fingers, got them really full of juice and licked them clean. "You taste like a 16 year old" she said. Then she moved up to my face, straddling me and set her pussy on my mouth. I did what I liked when guys did it to me, and she seemed to like it too. Through the night she ate me, I ate her, she scissored her pussy on mine and roughly rubbed us together till she came again. In the middle of the night I was awakened by her rolling me over onto my back and pulling my legs up. I was drowsy and almost thought she brought a man in, but then realized she wore a strapon and was fucking me. The sex continued with intermittent crying on my part, two more slaps from her, until I got some sleep. It was Saturday morning, and about 10am Claude came into the room. The covers were off the bed, I was scrambling for a way to cover myself up. Claude walked in on us both totally naked, and didn't even flinch, nor did my boss. He gave me my perfectly cleaned and pressed clothes. My boss got up naked and told Claude to go to her closet and get a pair of shoes, garter and stockings. She dressed me totally including the garter and silk stocking which she gave me. I found out later that the shoes and handbag she left me with cost over $3,000.00

I walked to the avenue and hailed a cab. Before I left she told me to meet her at 2pm in the park dressed in jeans, white blouse, no underwear and the heels she gave me. I did it. She r**ed me and I allow it to continue. I don't get hurt anymore, and I'm very used to Claude seeing us both naked and in each others arms. I put straight in the description above, as I really still don't feel I'm a lesbian or even bi. But I did get r**ed by a lesbian, hit by a lesbian, forced into continued lesbian sex and forced into a lesbian life. . . at least for now.