My Life With Jasmine Pt 07 Tiara

My Life with Jasmine Pt. 07: Tiara

I was under Jasmine's desk one morning when her phone rang.

"Hello?... Hi, sweetie!" She stretched both legs out, so I removed her shoes and started rubbing her feet. "... He

did

. Took me

forever

to goad him into it,

then

he enjoyed himself... he's

submissive

. He likes to be underneath me... or on his

knees

... Thanks for that, and the

shoes

. They were

perfect

for the party... You

do

? Well... OK! Bring me the final specs for the Panty. We'll have lunch, then I'll take them to the factory.

You

two can spend some quality time together."

Jasmine rolled her chair back, and looked down at me. "Did you

enjoy

my

conversation

?"

"I tried not to eavesdrop. Oww!"

She kicked me, and stood up. "Bathe me and dress me for a casual outing. Then prepare a Chef's salad for three. Tiara is coming for lunch.

You

will join us."

"Yes, Miss Jasmine."

Tiara wore all white. Even her

nails

were painted white. Her skin-tight cutoff top emphasized her curves, and revealed a strip of flat, dark stomach. Her muscular legs were framed by form fitting short-shorts, ankle socks, and running shoes. Her color choice served to make her skin look almost black. Her dark hair tumbled around her shoulders.

After lunch, Jasmine turned to me. "Do you want me to be happy?"

"Of course, I do."

"Obeying Tiara will make me

very

happy."

... I am devoted to you... I'll do anything for you!

I glanced at Tiara. "Yes, Miss Jasmine."

"I'll be back later. You two have

fun

while I'm gone."

I cleared the table and put the tea in the refrigerator. When I closed the door and turned around, I nearly ran into Tiara. "Uh, excuse me."

"

Ain't

no excuse

for

you!" She put a hand high up on the refrigerator door, crossed her ankles, and leaned over me. I felt the heat from her body and I was enveloped by her perfume. "Jasmine said you've never had chocolate she-beef," she whispered.

"No... m-my mouth is for Miss Jasmine's

exclusive

use."

"This

is

exclusive. Jas and I loan our things to each other all the time." She traced a finger over my lips.

"Loan?" My neglected manhood stirred. I kissed her finger. She slid it into my mouth. Without conscious thought I sucked it and wrapped my tongue around it.

"You like those heels Jasmine wore last night?"

They were black with silver straps. When she returned from her party, Jasmine had allowed me to worship them, and remove them with my teeth. I spoke around Tiara's finger. "They're

wonderful

. But what does

that

have to do with

me

?"

"

I

loaned those shoes to her. Now,

she

is loaning

you

to

me

."

"

What

?"

"Are

you

more important than my

shoes

?"

"N-no, Miss Tiara."

She wiped her finger on my shirt. "Prove it, bitch. Get down there and show my

Nikes

some

respect

."

I dropped to my knees as she uncrossed her ankles. What I

wanted

to do was kiss her legs at the top of her ankle socks, then rub my face against the soft fabric. Instead, I kissed each shoe.

She kicked me. "You can do better than

that

! Show

them

the same love you gave my

Jimmy Choo's

."

This

time I lingered, and laved them with my tongue.

"

That's

more like it! As long as you know your

place

, we gonna be

fine

."

"Yes, Ma'am."

She snapped her fingers. "Kneel up."

When I obeyed, she grabbed my hair and ground her bulge into my face. "I'm a do you right

here

-"

"But-"

"Undo my shorts."

"Miss

Tiara

!"

She released my head, and folded her arms. "What did Jasmine

tell

you?"

Obeying Tiara will make me very happy... While I'm gone, you two can spend some quality time together

...

Tiara gives as good as she gets.

"Could we do a 69?"

"You got the discipline for

that

? Get up here."

Why would I need

discipline

for a 69?

But I was committed. Besides,

I

was going to have an

orgasm

! I followed Tiara to Jasmine's bedroom.

She sat on the bed, and crossed her legs. "Show me what you got."

"What do you mean?"

"

Dance

, bitch!"

I hated dancing in front of a

professional

even more than doing it for

Jasmine

. But she seemed to enjoy my undulating around while I undressed.

"Not bad. And

you

are

scrumptious.

You work out?"

"I walk everywhere. And I eat a lot of vegetables."

"

Vegetables

? Well, you eatin'

beef

today!" She laughed at her own joke. "Get my shoes."

I knelt in front of her and reached for her elevated foot. But when I touched her shoe, she kicked my face. "

Teeth

!"

I enjoyed undoing her laces with my teeth; Jasmine let me do that when I undressed her after a run. But have you ever tried to remove an

athletic shoe

with your

mouth

? I felt Tiara shift position, and looked up just in time to see her swing Jasmine's whip. "Oww!"

"I don't have all

day

!"

"Then let me use my

hands

!

Oww

!" She hit me

much

harder than Jasmine.

"Watch your sas, boy! You speak to me with

respect

."

"Yes, Miss Tiara. May I

please

use my hands?"

"If I let you use your hands

now

, you can't use them

later

." She struck again.

"Yes, Miss Tiara. Thank you." I quickly removed her shoe, and set it gently on the floor, face up, just as Jasmine had taught me. Then I lowered my mouth to her

other

shoe, and got the laces undone. "Miss Tiara, please lift your foot," I asked, only to be rewarded with the whip.

"

Convince

me!"

I covered her shoe with passionate kisses, only to be whipped

again

. What did she

want?

Her legs were still crossed. I rose up on my knees, and nuzzled her sock clad foot. She seemed to like that, so I pulled her sock off with my teeth. Then I kissed her sole, and took her big toe into my mouth.

"God

damn

. I like having my

toes

sucked almost as much as my

dick

!"

She let me worship her foot for a bit, then she crossed her legs the other way, purposely kicking me as she did so.

"Thank you for letting me worship your foot." I used my hands to remove her shoe. I lined her shoes up side by side, with her folded socks on top. "After we're done, I'll clean your shoes inside and out,

and

handwash your socks."

"That's

hot

!" Tiara stood.

I returned my attention to her feet, and slid my tongue between her toes. She moaned. "I can't

never

find a man that likes my

feet

!"

Jasmine

tolerated

my foot and shoe fetish, but Tiara

enjoyed

it. "I

love

your feet."

She stood over me. "Get my shorts."

They were fastened with a button and a zipper. I pulled the zipper down with my teeth, but I could

not

get a purchase on the

button

. I rubbed my face against her bulge, then I kissed the tops of her thighs where they disappeared into her shorts. "Please, Miss Tiara?"

"Aww, ain't you

sweet

." She reached down and undid the button. I applied my teeth and pulled the shorts down her legs. She even lifted her feet for me. When I gazed up at her, I discovered that she was not wearing panties. She pulled her top over her head. From my vantage point, her erection was framed by her breasts. She pointed at herself. "I hope you

hungry

."

"I

thought

we were doing a 69?"

She put her hands on her hips. "Jasmine don't do no 69, does she?"

"No. That's why I asked

you

. I want an

orgasm

."

She snorted. "You don't know what a 69 is!"

"Yes, I do. It's where-"

"Shut up. You ain't never done it with a trans lady have you?"

"No, Miss Tiara."

"I didn't think so. When

we

do it, it's a

race!

The one that cums first gets

fucked

. Jasmine don't do that."

"

Oh

." I looked down. "I didn't- I just want an

orgasm

!"

"The only orgasm

you

need to worry about is

mine

."

She was

right

; hers was the only pleasure that mattered. I kissed her organ. "Yes, Miss Tiara. I'll-"

"Bitch, shut

up

!" She grabbed my head, and drove herself into my mouth. "All of it," she commanded as I struggled to engulf her. I put my hands on her buttocks, and pulled her towards me. My

practice

paid off.

"There ya go! Now, bi-ach, you remember yo

promise

?"

With my mouth so full, all I could do was grunt, which earned me a head slap.

"No

hands

on my

beef

!"

I massaged her buttocks while I used my tongue and lips. "God

damn

!" she said as she started to thrust. My hands roamed over her legs, knees, and thighs, then back to her buttocks. When I felt her muscles tense, I inserted a finger into her.

"

Fuck!

" She thrust even deeper and spurted, thrust and spurted, over and over. For the first time

ever,

I choked, and some dribbled past my lips. When she was drained, she released my head and eased herself out of my mouth. I licked my lips to catch every drop that had escaped. Then I licked and sucked her clean, and went into the bathroom.

When I came out, she was sitting on the edge of Jasmine's bed. I knelt between her open legs and cleaned her, then I kissed her womanhood. "

Thank you

for your cum, Miss Tiara. I hope you enjoyed my mouth."

She chuckled. "You about sucked the

skin

off my dick. How often you do that for Jasmine?"

I shrugged. "Three or four times a day."

"No

wonder

she so happy. You

good

for her."

"I

love

her!" I bit my lip. "Miss Tiara, could I

please

have relief?"

"Go ahead.

I

don't care."

"I-I

can't

. I'm not

allowed

."

She scoffed. "That ain't

my

problem."

"Please? I did

everything

you asked. I worshiped your

shoes

. I sucked your

toes

. I

swallowed

your

beef

!" I lowered my lips to her feet.

"Well... You

did

give me some good lovin." She stood over me. "Get on the bed."

"Thank you so

much

-"

"Shut up and get on your back." She slapped my head. "Open them legs, bitch!"

Tiara lay down on top of me. My world was reduced to her face and her hair. She

kissed

me! My manhood swelled, and I felt her reach down and slide me into... something warm, slippery, and

constricting

. She began to move it back and forth. At the same time her tongue invaded my mouth. I put my arms around her and rubbed her back and her ass.

"Are you my

bitch

?" She licked my ear.

"

Yes

!" I arched my back as I came. After I had calmed down, she rolled off of me. She was holding what looked like a flashlight with an oversized head.

"Miss Tiara, what

is

that?" I asked.

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, ma'am! Thank you for letting me cum."

Tiara chuckled. "This is Jasmine's old Fleshlight. She don't need it no more;

you

her Fleshlight,

now

! Mine, too."

"Yes, Miss Tiara."

"Hey, you need to get Jasmine to take you to my club."

"

What

club?"

"

She Girls,

the strip club I own

.

Some of my girls, when they do a lap dance, they get all worked up. But they can't be dancing with no hard on.

You

gonna get 'em

limp

for me. And another thing. Them 6" stripper heels

hurt

! You gonna rub some trans lady

feet and

suck some trans lady

dick

!"