Money sex and power

Chapter 2

Warning

Camila was sprawled out on the large bed on her stomach, her arms extended up past her head, gripping the slats on the headboard. Lauren had since stripped off her clothes and was eyeing Camila's perfect ass, preparing herself for the first step in the nights activities; the same first step she took with every girl she bought at Kate's.

Lauren climbed on the bed and crawled towards her resting prize, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. "Now, Camila, what I'm about to do has become a ritual of sorts for me. This is for my pleasure only, and I expect you to only speak if spoken to. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master Lauren."

"Good girl." With that, Lauren positioned her already wet pussy over Camila's right ass cheek, and lowered herself. The brunette smirked when her prize squeaked with surprise and arousal, but switched focus to the task at hand. She started off every sexual experience here by humping her girl's ass; it was a way of showing her prostitute who was in charge and whose pleasure actually mattered. It was a primal release of arousal. But in the end, it was simply a tremendous power trip. Lauren sighed as she started to rock her hips, grinding into Camila's backside. "Yesssss," she hissed.

For several minutes, Lauren kept her arms firmly planted on either side of Camila's torso while she humped like a cat in heat, focusing solely on her clit. Her brow was knotted like she was concentrating on something difficult. Every so often, she would squeak with pleasure, but mostly, all that could be heard was the jostling of the bed. Finally, Lauren started to pick up her pace, feeling her orgasm starting to build. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," Lauren started to whimper, humping her erratically. "Fuck, say my name, Camila."

"Master Lauren," Camila gasped.

"Yes. Fuck yes. Again."

"M-Master Laurennnnnn," Camila moaned softly.

Lauren lost it at the sound of Camila 's breathy voice. "YES!" Lauren growled. With one more powerful thrust, her pussy clenched at nothing as hot cum spilled out. The brunette's body was vibrating as her orgasm racked her body, leaving her shuddering until her arms gave way, leaving her chest pressed against Camila's back. She continued to grind her sex down, letting the aftershocks continue shocking her system until she couldn't stand it anymore and relaxed herself. She took deep breathes next to Camila's ear, internally celebrating the first phase of her night complete. "Good," she whispered after a few seconds. Now that that's out of the way....

Lauren pushed herself up again, letting loose a soft moan as her sensitive clit was pushed into Camila's ass in the process. She slid herself backwards a bit so she could admire her handiwork; a massive wet patch glistening in the dim light of the room off Camila's perfect ass cheek. The brunette smirked when she leaned forward to lick her own cum off Camila and heard the girl whimper with surprise. Lauren licked tentatively at first, and once her cum was cleaned off she began kissing the girl's backside. "I love your ass," she moaned, kissing it again and again, getting progressively sloppier. "You have the best ass I've ever paid for, Camila."Her kisses began to linger, and it didn't stop there. Lauren's messy licks and kisses to Camila's firm behind slowly drifted to the left, until the brunette's tongue was gliding up and down the crack of the girl's cheeks.

"I'm gonna break in your asshole, baby. I'm gonna shove my tongue in your sexy little hole and make you feel things..." Lauren groaned and spread Camila's ass cheeks apart, "like you've never felt before." Lauren smiled at the puckered, virgin opening, practically begging for Lauren to fuck it.

"T-Thank you, Master."

"That's right, baby. I'm your master," Lauren husked before pressing her tongue past the tight opening. Camila wailed with a mix of extreme pleasure and discomfort. Lauren started slowly; long, leisurely thrusts, occasionally flicking her tongue just so to make Camila squeak. Once she felt Camila relax into the feelings, Lauren sped up, darting her tongue in and out with gusto. When she pulled back to speak, she smirked at the prostitute's disappointed whimper.