Mistress Orchid doesn’t look like most Dominant women do. Standing at a beautiful 5’2 and weighing no more than 110lbs she was tiny, with hazel eyes and a sexy olive complexion…her hair was softly curled and rested below her shoulders. She had the look of an Angel, with a sadistic loving heart of that little red devil. And she was known for her artistic use of a 6ft Single Tailed Leather Whip.
She made that whip of hers crack forcefully in the silent room, as little star bursts of air lashed across Amy’s naked ivory back. She shuddered and rocked on the saddle with a deep longing to feel it cut into her swiftly. Mistress Orchid shifted her eyes to the side as her brick red lips curled into the sexiest grin imaginable.
“Slave what is it you think you are doing? Shuddering…rocking like a whore! Tsk Tsk! Have I taught you nothing? Has all my work been in vain? Stay still unless I demand you to do otherwise, do you understand??” Mistress Orchid cracked her whip across Amy’s creamy ivory back again.
Amy moaned softly as it cut into her,
“Yes Mistress! Forgive me for not doing as you requested your slut to do. I’ll be a good little slut for you Mistress, I will.”
Amy is the picture perfect submissive. For a 19 year old she is stunning. Standing 5’6 weighing 125 lbs with silky black hair to her creamed ivory ass, piercing sky blue eyes, and bone structure most models would die for. Amy is a complete masochist in every way shape and form to boot.
Mistress Orchid smiled happily at her Slaves response,
“Good, then it look’s like we will play more when we are through with dinner after all.”
As Mistress Orchid untied Amy from the saddle, she pinched her nipples roughly. Amy giggled an innocent giggle, and thanked her Mistress very sweetly. Amy took her Mistress’ hand and led her up the stairs to the dinning room where dinner was about to be served. They both ate their dinner over alluring conversation.