Pizza Delivery Slut

Czarina parked and sighed, looking up at the apartment building. Third floor, ugh. She quickly got out and grabbed the pizza, then ran up the stairs. She wished she could wear yoga pants or something, but she had to wear black slacks for work, and her boyfriend insisted she wear them as tight as possible. She could feel her clothes straining with every step.

She was a little out of breath when she reached her destination. She knocked on the door and called out "Domina's pizza!"

There was a delay, and then a woman's muffled response. "Just a moment!"

Czarina tapped her foot impatiently. Every customer seemed to think she had all day, but if she wanted to make money she needed to keep making delivery after delivery. It felt like forever before the door opened.

She was beautiful. She was also almost naked. Czarina stared and nearly dropped the pizza. This woman was quite a dish, a real deep dish. She had a lovely face. Piercing green eyes. Dark hair hanging down to her butt. Massive breasts that could easily encompass Czarina's face. And she was just wearing tiny black lingerie. And she had a ballgag hanging loosely around her neck, glistening with saliva.

The gorgeous woman reached out with a riding crop and tapped the underside of Czarina's chin. "Shut your mouth, dear, you'll catch flies."

A familiar voice called out, "Czarina, meet Pepper. She's from Hawaii." That was John's voice! Her boyfriend!

"I'm from Chicago," Czarina replied weakly, struggling to form a coherent thought.

"He calls me Pepper," the Hawaiian hottie said. "You will call me Mistress Oni. Now come in and put Little Czarina's pizza on the table."

"Uh, ok." Czarina staggered in to set the cardboard box on the table. She tore her eyes away from Pepper, looking for her boyfriend.

He waved from the living room. She could see ropes and straps and paddles and other toys. It looked like they had been having a lot of fun. "Be a good girl and do as Pepper tells you."

A bolt of fire tore across Czarina's butt, and Pepper hissed, "not 'uh, ok.' You will say 'yes, Mistress Oni'! Understand, Little Czarina?" She shut the front door forcefully and locked it.

Czarina's heart pounded. "Yes, Mistress Oni," she whispered.

"Put your hands behind your back, slut!"

Czarina obeyed, but protested, "my deliveries-"

Whack! The riding crop struck her on her right breast this time. Czarina whimpered.

"Silence, Little Czarina! You'll be making your other deliveries soon enough. If you're a good girl." She closed handcuffs around Czarina's wrists, then struck her thigh with the riding crop. "On your knees, slut!"

Czarina bit her lip and sank to her knees, forgetting about the work she was supposed to be doing right then. John watched with a broad smile.

Pepper caressed Czarina's cheek slowly. With the other hand, she toyed with the waistband of her lacy panties, drawing the girl's eyes. "You deliver in 30 minutes or it's free, right, Little Czarina? Well, it's time for you to deliver. Make me cum, bitch."

Czarina started to protest, but fell silent when the other girl waved the riding crop threateningly. She leaned forward and gripped the edge of Mistress Oni's delicate panties in her teeth. She slowly dragged them downwards, her tongue scraping over the other woman's skin. She paused, taking a moment to breathe in her amazing scent. Mistress Oni was truly supreme. Then she struggled to work the panties down her Mistress' legs to her ankles. Bending over was especially difficult. With her arms restrained, balance was tricky. Finally she let go and the panties dropped to Mistress Oni's ankles, who stepped out of them.