Lisa
My mind raced. Could this really be happening? Was I really on top of Jennie? Her legs wrapped around me, her fingernails digging into my back, our mouths pressed against each other, tongues dancing in unison? Did she really just admit to me that she was my slave, willing to do anything I wanted, anything I asked of her? It didn't seem possible.
I broke off our kiss and looked at her in the eyes, my fingers curling into her hair. "I just want you to be happy, Jennie, you know that's all I want," I told her.
"Bullshit," she replied calmly and matter-of-factly, not changing her expression in the least. "I know you want me to be happy, but I also know that's not all you want. In fact, I'd be very unhappy with you if it was. C'mon Lisa," she coaxed, running her fingers through my hair as well, "You know you want me to do things, and you want to do things to me. So do them. Let your slave please you."
I bent down and kissed her lips softly. If she wanted this master and slave arrangement, I was game. I broke the tender kiss off rather quickly and got up off her. I stood beside the bed admiring my little gift slave. Jennie lay before me legs spread widely, her black pantyhose fastened to a garter belt I couldn't yet see. Her mound was covered by a pair of candy apple red panties which had a thin vertical line of wetness running directly down the center between her pussy lips. With her legs spread this widely, the plump flesh of her outer labia had begun to push out of the fabric of her panties as they crept into her crack.
"Stand up," I told her. I hated to put an end to this lovely view, but it was time for the game to begin. She pushed herself off the bed, but her motion was quick and too eager. "Wait, stop," I said. "When I ask you to do anything, slave, you will do it slowly. I don't want you moving too quickly; I want to enjoy your sexy little body when you're doing things for me. Is that understood?"
Jennie's eyes narrowed into slits. I thought for a moment she would challenge my authority as master, but she half-smiled a moment later and her features softened. I had provided the first test in our little game, and she allowed me the indulgence. "Of course, master, I want you to enjoy looking at me," she replied submissively. But despite her submission I could still detect a faint hint of impudence in her voice. Good, I thought, I love how strong this woman is. It's what defines her. I want her to defy me and test me, without that strength she wouldn't be the woman she is. Thinking of the power she wielded just turned me on more.
"Excellent. Now please stand up slowly," I told her. I added "please" to reaffirm the respect I had for her; it wouldn't be easy to treat her as a slave completely. She stood up slowly and the bottom of her skirt fell back down to knee-length, covering her panties and her sex. She stood before me, arms at her side. "Good. Now I have just one question for you, and you'd better answer it honestly, do you understand that, slave?"
"Yes, master, I understand," she replied.
I took a deep breath. This was a dangerous question, but she was offering me a great deal of power, and I needed to know she wouldn't resent me wielding it. She had been mistreated lately, perhaps all her life, in her pursuit of her goals, and I needed to know my actions would be a healthy release for her, not something that would further degrade her. I let the question out slowly, in barely more than a whisper. "Why me, Jennie? Why, when you've been so insulted, so affronted, would you want me to be degrading to you?"
Her expression didn't change in the least. "I've already told you why, Lisa. But if it will make you feel better, than know this. Many men want to control me. Many want to degrade me, as you say, and cut me down to keep me below them. You, however, respect me as I am. Therefore I offer you control, freely and willingly. Please don't deny me this, it is not a degradation. And please don't question why I might find you worthy. Just indulge me... indulge yourself... and enjoy this. Being with you is the purest form of enjoyment I've felt in a long time, let me revel in it."
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JenLisa Shots Collection
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