Lisa And Savanah Pt 02

Savanah was driving her old Toyota. "Damn, why didn't I take that bitch's car? She definitely has something good in the garage. Oh well, I'll take it next time. It's not surprising that I didn't think of it. I have so many thoughts in my head, so much to do. So, in order: I need to go to my apartment and get some things for the first time, and definitely some toys to bring this newly-minted slave to humility, because there's such rage shining in her eyes, she hasn't humbled herself and won't humble herself anytime soon." Savanah remembered the blonde's hateful look when she licked her pussy and it immediately got wet between Savanah's legs, the breeze from the air conditioner pleasantly blew on her wet crotch, not covered by her panties. She really wanted to go back and sit on the little bitch's face, and at the same time change the car. "Or maybe I should do that? No, there's not much time."

Due to traffic jams, it was not a quick journey to the area where Savanah rented an apartment, from the rich house on the shore of the lake with a large plot and a private beach, where Savanah was now going to live, and then there was still the drive back. "I also need to inform the cleaning company that I urgently going on vacation. Fortunately, in this company it was possible to do so without consequences. I also need to buy food, in the next few days there will be no time for going to the store, I need to raise a slave. And there is a lot to do in the new house, and thoroughly explore the territory, and make sure that all the Internet access will be password protected, I need to dig through the phone of the former owner of the house, find out who she communicates with and meets and cut off ties without suspicion. I would also like to stop by a sex shop and buy the necessary and simply pleasant tools, but there is definitely not enough time for this. Although why stop by? You can place an order online, they will deliver in a couple of days, there is a larger selection. And you can also order food as well. Decided! For things, and then right back. Just stop by the pet store for five minutes, need to buy a couple of necessary little things" Savannah finally drove onto the highway and pressed the gas pedal.

She packed a few things, after thinking about it she took only comfortable home clothes and clothes for going out. Once the slave becomes submissive, she can go shopping and update her wardrobe, at her expense of course. Savanah filled the remaining space in her bag with underwear. The remains of lace panties, bras, stockings and other garters went into the second bag, in which she also put toys, of which, thanks to her main source of income, there were quite a lot, and the clients were different. Having finished packing, Savanah glanced around her cramped apartment and, taking the bags, went outside. She, as she planned, stopped at a pet store, where she lost another 20 minutes. She returned to her new home an hour later with two bags and a package in her hands. Having gone upstairs, she threw the things on the floor near the door and carefully lifted the blanket. The blonde, stretched out with ropes, with her mouth taped shut, was sleeping peacefully. Savanah smiled predatorily, anticipating the entertainment in the near future, and returned the blanket to its place. While the victim was sleeping, she could take care of urgent matters, and then somehow wake her up.

Savanah started by inspecting the house. It was huge, she had never been in one like this before. Starting to inspect the second floor, she inspected the four bedrooms one by one, all of them smaller than the fifth, the master bedroom, each with its own bathroom and toilet. And each of them was at least twice as big as the bedroom in Savanah's apartment. Savanah picked up a modern MacBook and iPad and went down to the first floor. While cleaning Savanah's house in the morning, she got a little familiar with the layout of the first floor. There was a spacious kitchen with an "island", adjoining it was a dining room with a large table and eight chairs. Next to it was an office. Savanah left the electronics in it, having previously set passwords on everything including the computer with a huge screen on the desk. She put the documents that the foolish slave had so carelessly left in plain sight in the safe, and, naturally, changed the code on the safe. Having quickly looked through the rest of the papers, she put them in the drawers and went on to inspect the house. The living room was furnished with soft comfortable furniture, there was a fireplace, and the floor was covered with soft carpets. Next to the living room was a room equipped as a cinema with a large screen, a soft sofa and several reclining chairs. Going out into the garage, Savannah was pleased to inspect the white Land Rover and the red Corvette.

"You shouldn't have suffered in your Toyota," she laughed, "oh well, we'll drive it again."

The garage had room for two more cars, but it was used as a storage area for odds and ends, and there were plenty of empty plastic containers that could hold anything. Savanah returned to the house and wandered around for a few minutes before finding a laundry room with a washer and dryer, and a door to the basement. She went downstairs and looked at two spacious adjoining rooms, now, like part of the garage, filled with everything from old exercise machines to folding furniture.

"Well, we'll definitely find a better use for these rooms," the black woman muttered, mentally making a note in her head about another point in the plans, "it's time, like a real businesswoman, to start a notebook with a plan of affairs," she laughed, leaving the basement.

Going out into the yard, Savanah quickly looked around the spacious yard, delighted by the small pool and large jacuzzi, she especially liked the fact that the yard is surrounded by a high and dense hedge and is not visible from the neighbors' yards, and the small sandy beach is fenced off by a curving pier with canopies for boats and is also inaccessible to curious eyes.

Back at home, Savanah made a few calls. First, she called the company and said that she was going on indefinite leave tomorrow. Then she called some friends who were buying and reselling junk for next to nothing and agreed that they would take away all the junk stored in the garage and basement. She got through to another friend who was involved in construction and agreed that someone from him would come to draw up a plan and estimate for the basement remodeling. After the calls, she opened a grocery delivery app from the supermarket and ordered food for the next couple of days without limiting herself in any way. It seemed that all urgent matters were done, and she could relax a little.

Savanah went up to the bedroom and carefully, trying not to wake the blonde, took the blanket off her. Then Savanah took off her clothes and carefully climbed onto the bed. She stood up, putting her legs on either side of the tied girl, facing her legs, sat down and sharply slapped the blonde between the legs on her white shaved pussy. Lisa jerked her whole body, opened her eyes, saw a big black ass above her, forgetting in her sleep that she was tied up, she tried to move to the side, naturally to no avail, and then the black woman sat on her face, blocking her access to air.

After sitting for a while, enjoying the thrashing of the unfortunate blonde under her big ass, Savanah stood up, she didn't want to strangle the slave on the first day. Sitting down next to her, she watched with pleasure the stunned expression on the little bitch's face, gently stroked her cheek, as if calming her down. Then she unstuck the tape and took her panties out of the girl's mouth.

"Well, did you get enough sleep?" - she asked affectionately, - "did you miss me?"

Lisa either nodded or shook her head vaguely. It could be understood in any way, from "got enough sleep and missed you" to "didn't get enough sleep and can you go to hell." Savanah slapped her hard on the cunt again.

"Aaaaaay," Lisa squealed in pain and jerked again.

"Lesson one," - Savanah began in a calm voice, -" when the Mistress asks the slave something, she must answer clearly and distinctly. So, did you get enough sleep?"

"Yes, I got enough sleep," - Lisa answered in an offended voice. - "Aaaah! Aaaah! No, please!"

Two more slaps on the pussy that was already starting to turn red.

"Lesson two," - Savanah continued in the same calm voice, -" when you address me, you must say Mistress or Mistress Savanah, or Goddess or Goddess Savanah. Or better yet, alternate. Do you understand?"

"Yes," - Lisa squeezed out tiredly, - "Aaaaaaaah!" - this time there were five slaps, - "No, please, Mistress, I understand."

"That's better. You learn quickly, although maybe I'm a good teacher," - Savanah smiled, - "and now it would be nice for the student to thank the teacher, what do you think?"

"Yes, Mistress," - Lisa answered, not wanting to anger the black woman.

"Well, great," - Savanah smiled and stood over the slave again with her back to the headboard,- "thank me with a good orgasm."

Lisa watched in horror as the Mistress's huge ass descended on her, as the buttocks spread apart as it approached her face, as the pink pussy opened up and glistened with moisture. But then Savanah descended on the slave's face and now before the blonde's eyes there were only two black hemispheres of ass, her nose was buried in the anus, and her lips met the moist labia of the black woman.

"Start licking," came from above, "or I'll strangle you!"

Savanah leaned forward slightly and Lisa, who had just been able to breathe slightly through her mouth, realized that she was no longer able to inhale. She twitched in panic, but she could not inhale, and the Mistress did not move. Then she instinctively followed the advice and stuck her tongue into the hated wet cunt of the black woman. A groan was heard from above and Savanah moved slightly, allowing the slave to breathe. Lisa continued to work her tongue, the salty tart juice of the black woman flowed from her pussy into her mouth and she had to swallow it. She was having difficulty breathing, and the weight of the heavy body pressing her head into the mattress made her feel sick, and the sight of the black ass did not add relief. Savanah enjoyed the caresses of the blonde's tongue, when the movements slowed down a little, she again covered the slave's mouth with her cunt and forcefully twisted her pink nipples. A muffled scream was heard from below, but the movements of the tongue again reached the required level. Savanah, feeling the approach of orgasm, leaned back and began to rub her clitoris with her fingers chaotically. Lisa's nipples ached after the former cleaning lady twisted them, the suffocating blonde moved her tongue with all her might, literally fighting for her life. But then the black ass fell on her eyes, blocking the light, the Mistress moaned loudly, her body shuddered several times, and the hateful secretions, the taste of which had been in her mouth since midday, first splashed into Lisa's mouth and neck, and then poured out in a powerful stream. The black woman's body shuddered several more times and went limp, again blocking access to air. Savanah lay on the slave, recovering from her orgasm, feeling how the small blonde began to twitch under her again, gasping for breath, she slowly slid to the side.

"Well done, slave," she said, catching her breath.

Lisa breathed heavily and said nothing.

"When the Mistress praises you, you must thank her," Savanah rose up on her elbow and demonstratively began to raise her hand for another spank.

"Thank you, Mistress," Lisa cried out hastily.

Savanah watched with satisfaction as the blonde tried to twitch in anticipation of the blow. And yet, Lisa's already good red pussy got another slap, the pussy squelched softly.

"And what is this?" - the Lady looked at Lisa's flushed face with a smile, - "well, what do we have there?"

She sat up on the bed and ran her fingers over the slave's wet pussy, even sliding one finger inside.

"You're dripping, you little bitch," Savanah said admiringly, "do you like licking me?"

Lisa didn't know what to answer. Of course, she didn't like it, but she was afraid to say "no."

"I don't know, Mistress," she said quickly, seeing the black hand rise for another blow.

"Well, never mind," Savanah lowered her hand, "you'll have time to figure it out."

She rose from the bed and began to untie the ropes on the slave.

"Okay, enough resting," she said, having finished with the ropes, "let's go eat."

Lisa sat up on the bed, her arms and legs aching, her wrists and ankles chafed from the ropes. Savanah picked up the bag from the floor and pulled out a pink leather dog collar, a matching leash, and a small padlock.

"I have something for you," she approached Lisa with a smile, "come on, let's try it on."

Lisa had neither the strength nor the desire to resist. She had not eaten since yesterday, she was very tired from lying in the star pose and having a big black ass sitting on her, and her pussy was aching from the blows she had received, she did not want to make the situation worse. Savanah put a collar on the slave's neck, fastened a leash to it and fastened the lock so that it was impossible to take off the collar or unfasten the leash.

"Why are you sitting there?" - Savanah gave the leash a gentle tug.

"Madam..." - Lisa began, embarrassed, standing up, - "I need to go there,"- she nodded towards the door to the toilet.

"Okay, run," -Savanah released the leash with disgust,- "just quickly!"

Lisa hurried to the toilet with a clumsy gait on her sluggish legs, and from there came the sound of a murmur and flushing toilet. While the slave was doing her business, Savanah took a light robe out of her bag and threw it on herself, and just then the blonde returned.

"Thank you, Mistress,"- the blonde babbled, looking down at the floor.

"You learn quickly," -Savanah took the leash in her hands again,- "and now on all fours and follow me."

Without turning around, she headed out of the bedroom into the hallway, Lisa, who had not yet managed to lower herself, was jerked forward and fell on all fours, she had to quickly move her arms and legs so as not to be dragged along the floor, after all, the strength of the black woman and Lisa's slight build left no doubt that this would have been exactly the case.

Savanah, leading the slave on a leash, went downstairs and headed for the front door. Looking out the door, she found several large bags of groceries from the supermarket.

"Take all this to the kitchen and put it away,"- she said to Lisa.

She silently stood up and headed towards the door.

"Aaaaaah", - Lisa jumped up in place when the tip of the leash painfully lashed her across her bare bottom.

"I didn't hear confirmation that the order was received," Savanah said in an icy voice.

"Yes, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress," - Lisa blurted out quickly, rubbing the place where she had been hit.

Savanah let go of the leash and silently walked into the kitchen. Sitting on a high bar stool, she watched as the blonde huffed and puffed as she lugged heavy bags of food into the kitchen, then placed the contents in the cabinets and refrigerator. One of the bags contained several boxes of Chinese food, which Lisa had wisely left on the "island."

"I hope you don't mind Chinese food?"- Savanah asked in such a tone that Lisa realized that even if she had a deathly allergy to Chinese food, she would still have to eat it.- "Go and stand by the table, I'm kind today and will set the table myself."

Savanah rose from her chair, took a large plate from the cabinet, and transferred the contents of two boxes to it. She emptied two more boxes into a large dog bowl, bought a few hours ago, cheerfully decorated with pink bones. She poured water from the tap into the second similar bowl, and poured herself some mineral water from a bottle into a glass. First, she carried her plate and glass and placed them at the head of the table, Lisa stood nearby, as she had been ordered. Returning to the kitchen, Savanah took the food for the slave, and under the gaze of the girl's wide eyes, she put both bowls under the table, naturally, Savanah brought only one fork, for herself.

"You see, what a kind Mistress you have, she brings you food herself," - the black woman said with a smile, -"I think the slave should thank me with a kiss, don't you think?"

"Yes, Mistress,"- Lisa said, confused, and approached Savanah, standing on tiptoe and pursing her lips.

"What are you doing? Have you completely lost your mind?" - a stern voice stopped her, - "you stink like an unwashed cunt, and you want to touch my face with that, so to speak, mouth of yours?"

Savanah lifted one leg, placed it on a chair and opened her robe.

"Kiss here," -she patted her crotch, -"just with tongue, like an adult."

Lisa had to get down on her knees and kiss the black pussy of the negress, sticking her tongue inside.

"Well, that's it. Don't get carried away," - Savanah pushed her away, - "first food, then dessert." - She gently pushed the slave under the table.

Savanah sat down in a comfortable soft chair, looked under the table with a smile at the slave who had lowered her head to the bowls and began to eat. She ate slowly, thinking about the current situation. If she acted correctly and gradually, then she could forget about the "daddy" in the Mercedes. She would have her own Mercedes or something better, and she would not need any horny old men. The main thing was not to overdo it and be on guard, at least until the little blonde broke, and she would break, not today, and not in a week, of course, but she would definitely break. She would accept the role of a submissive slave. Maybe she would like it herself, it was not for nothing that her pussy was squelching so much. And even if she did not like it, she would still become an obedient and servile whore, ready to do anything, just to serve the Mistress, that is, her - Savanah. Savanah glanced again at the slave fussing over her food and placed her bare foot on her back. Lisa shuddered, but continued eating.

Under the table, Lisa was also thinking about the ass she had gotten into, figuratively, although literally too, she had gotten into an ass today too. A big black ass, in both senses. Lisa was eating pieces of meat from a bowl, grabbing them with her teeth and swallowing them after chewing them slightly. She was very hungry and had no particular desire to chew, the taste of unwashed cunt was firmly lodged in her mouth, as the hated black woman put it, and even Chinese sauce could not cope with this taste. Lisa was making plans on how to get out of this situation. You can't go to the police, this pervert will immediately snitch on taxes, and then prison. So you need to get hold of the documents. Maybe at night you can sneak into the office and hide them, and then you can threaten the police. But for now she had to endure it, and it was better to pretend to be submissive, otherwise she might tie her to the bed again, and then she wouldn't be able to get to the office, or do something even worse. As if to confirm her thoughts, the black woman's foot landed on her back. Lisa froze, but nothing else happened, and she returned to her food.

Feeling full, Savanah stood up from the table. She stretched lazily and lightly nudged the slave with her foot.

"Go ahead and finish eating,"- she drawled, -"then you can clear the dishes and come to the office."

"Yes, Mistress," -came from under the table.

Savanah smiled and slowly left the room. Entering the office, she sank into a soft office chair and turned on the computer. Now she could worry about finding toys. She typed "BDSM sex shop" into the search engine and began to look through the links. After quickly looking through the assortment of several stores that the search engine gave out first, she closed the extra tabs and left two stores that seemed interesting to her. At that moment, Lisa entered the room and stopped at the door.