Asian Amy: Part Seven
Catching Feels
Sweetness and Princess Amy spent the night spooning in the master bedroom while Shareese slept alone on the couch. It was late in the morning when Amy and the pop diva made their way into the main room. Sweetness gave the Princess a long kiss and then kissed Shareese on the cheek and thanked the BDSM tandem for another exhilarating evening. "I'm gonna miss you two bitches," she told them with an exaggerated sad face.
"We will miss you, too," Shareese said, only half believing what she said. Another lonely night spent in the room next to her Princess and the biggest pop star on the planet had left her feeling jilted.
"I will definitely be in touch," Sweetness said. "Amy and I were discussing the possibility of y'all meeting me on the road for some naughty fun."
"That sounds great," the Domme said, trying her best to hide her sarcasm.
The diva blew some kisses and then disappeared through the adjoining door.
"Something bothering you?" Amy asked and sat down on the couch next to Shareese.
"No, why do you ask?"
"You just seem a little off this morning, is all," Amy said and then put her bare feet into the Domme's lap.
Sweetness immediately started to rub the Asian's pretty little tootsies that were tipped in white nail polish. "I suppose I'm just a little jealous."
"Really?"
"A little."
Amy pointed out that she was the one who had taught her that separating business and pleasure was essential. "You'll never survive in this game if you don't, you told me."
Shareese continued to rub the Princess's feet and she was getting turned on. Lately, there were few things that the Domme found more erotic than Amy's perfect peds. "I know what I said, but that was before I started to have feelings for you. Fuckin' feelings. Pfft," she said and forced a smile.
Amy tilted her head and also smiled, but did not reply.
"In fact, it might be the first time that I have had any real feelings for anyone. What have you done to me, you little bitch?"
Amy thought she saw tears welling in the Domme's eyes, but she could not be sure. "Well if you must know, Mistress, I am pretty fond of you, too."
Shareese smiled and put Amy's feet on her crotch. Then she put her legs up on the couch so that now the two of them were facing each other. Amy immediately started digging her toes under the Domme's black panties and into her wet pussy. She watched her face turn from sadness to wanton lust.
The long and sexy Ebony Domme began to moan softly while rhythmically thrusting her hips into the Princess's feet. She was nearly at orgasm when Amy pulled her legs away. "What the shit?"
"I wanna play," Amy said.
"You mean, play, play?"
"Yes. I want you to dominate me, Mistress Shareese," Amy said, and folded her legs up to sit Indian-style. "Watching you go to work on Analise and Sweetness last night was driving me crazy."
"Maybe I want to be the sub, Princess?"
"It appears that we are at an impasse," Amy said and stroked her chin.
Shareese leaned in towards Amy, who figured she was going to get kissed, and was stunned when she got slapped in the face. Not the ferocious slap that she had seen the Domme deliver to clients in the past, but it was hard enough to sting pretty good.
"Looks like I have been a bad girl, doesn't it?" Shareese said with an arrogant grin. "What's the punishment for assault?"
Amy rubbed her cheek and thought about her options. "Let me think about it a sec," she answered.
The more she thought about it, the madder she got and her mind started to rifle through different ways to get the Domme back for her crime. It did dawn on her that Shareese had gotten the exact reaction from her that she had intended, but she did not really care. She needed to buy some time to fortify her plan and she scooted towards the edge of the couch and told the woman to get over her lap. "Feet and hands on the floor, bitch," she demanded.
A rush of excitement flooded the Domme as she stood up and removed her robe. "I assume that I have lost the privilege of wearing this," she said before tossing it aside.
"You've lost a lot of privileges," Amy barked. "Get your black ass down here, now!"
Shareese could not believe how turned on she was getting. Once before she had suffered the wrath of an angry Amy and she had loved it; the anticipation of getting her ass whipped was almost too much to take. "Yes, Princess," she replied and assumed the position.
Amy took no time at all slipping the Domme's black-lace panties over her round rump of off, and then stuffed them in the delinquent's mouth. "I'm gonna beat you until you cum," she said.
The first five swats to Shareese's ass were plenty hard and immediate hand prints formed on the Mistress's coco ass. The Domme turned slave gasped into the ball of panties stuffed into her mouth as she grinded her swollen mound on Amy's leg.
"Spread your legs, bitch," Amy demanded before she continued with the whipping.
Shareese had to put one knee on the couch, while extending her other leg out to the side to obtain the requested position. Once the Princess was satisfied, she let loose again with blows that found a home on her slave's damp pussy.
All it took was three more swats and Shareese was squirting all over Amy's lap. The cumming woman then forced her abuser onto her back and then mounted her. She continued to thrust her hips and hump the pretty Asian until her legs were shaking.
"I knew I should have tied you up," Amy said, stroking the hair of Shareese's wig off of her forehead after removing the woman's sopping panties from her mouth.
The slave heard what was said but could not reply due to the crippling euphoria she was experiencing. She continued to rest her head on Amy's perky breasts, trying to catch her breath.
"Am I still in trouble, Princess?" the Ebony slave asked after several minutes. She was still too spent to even lift her head.
"You sure are," Amy replied and scooted out from under the woman.
She then got up and retrieved a roll of the same duct tape that had been used the night before. She forced her slave to her knees and then used plenty of it to bind her prisoner's hands behind her in a reverse prayer. "I learned this from you last night," she said after the bondage was complete. "It looks like you can't be trusted not to jump me whenever the fuck you feel like it."
"Oh, goodie," was the slave's sarcastic reply as immediate discomfort settled into her arms and shoulders.
Amy forced Shareese's soles together and then wrapped tape around her long feet to keep them in place. Then she sat on the couch in front of the kneeling woman and told her it was her turn. "Get to munching, bitch," she said and forced the slave's head into her crotch.
The Domme's painful bondage made the task exhausting and her stomach muscles were going to be hurting the next day. The Princess's panties were a gritty obstacle that chafed her long tongue as it slid in and out of the swollen pussy. She eventually found the sweet spot and banged a gushing orgasm out of Amy.
"Oh, fuck me, Shareese," Amy cried as she was cumming. "Your fucking tongue is amazing..."
Amy let her prisoner remain uncomfortably bound for the five minutes it took her to recover and then she told her that she needed another half hour to think about her crime. "I'm gonna need a footrest, so scoot over here," she said, patting the carpet in front of the couch with her foot.
Shareese positioned herself about a foot from the couch and put her chin on the ground, then stuck her wonderful ass up to serve as a footrest. "A half hour, Princess?" She asked.
"We'll see how I feel after fifteen minutes," she answered and crossed her ankles on top of her slave's ass.
