"Oh my you're quite wet, was being a mistress exciting for you, pet?" Mistress Lynn inquiries. (Hum, Hum, Aww!) Jenifer clears her throat and moans as Mistress Lynn starts stroking her pussy, pushing a wave of pleasure through her body. "Yes Mistress, " she begins to answer, "I got very excited playing with your slave, Ma'am." she declares. (Aww!) she moans again, "May I speak freely, Mistress?" Jenifer asks as another wave of pleasure causes her to quiver.
Getting loads of enjoyment out of watching Jenifer squirm and dance at the end of her hand. Mistress Lynn finds herself admiring how attractive Jenifer really is. She also relishes the thought that as of tomorrow , Jenifer will belong to her for the duration of her stay. "HEY! Eyes to the wall!" Mistress Lynn declares sternly catching Baby Doll stealing a peek over his shoulders. "Did I say you could watch us?" she asks with conviction.
Shamefully Sam replies, "No Ma'am. I'm sorry Ma'am, " as he turns his gaze back to the bare wall. “I’ll contend with you in a minute, slave. You can bet on it. But first I have this cute little thing to deal with,” Mistress Lynn proclaims as she turns her attention back to Jenifer.
Jenifer shivers for a moment as a chill races up her spine. Whether the chill is the result of Mistress Lynn’s proclamation, or a simple carnal reaction to the stimulation coming from the fingers probing her pussy. The shiver did not go unnoticed, Mistress Lynn smiles and penetrates her finger even deeper into Jenifer already wanting vagina.
“Dear god, child are you cold?” Mistress Lynn queries with a giggle. “Lets see if I can raise the temperature,” and she starts stroking three fingers deep within Jenifer dripping lips. Jenifer gets into the moment by gyrating her hips all over the place and moaning the whole time. But as Jenifer feverishly grinds towards her release, Mistress Lynn has other plans for her.
Soon thereafter Jenifer starts her desperate pleading, “oh! Mistress I’m cumming. I need to cum! Oh my god, I’m so close. Can I have permission to cum?” Mistress Lynn refrained from replying and continued to pump away. All that Jenifer knew is a few more strokes and she won’t be able to hold back any longer, “fuck me,” she gasps, Mistress can I fucking cum, I can’t hold on any longer.”
Now is the time for Mistress Lynn to do her thing, “NO!” She yells as she pulls all her fingers from Jenifer’s pussy, and simultaneously grabbing Jenifer hair to pull her head back so she could look Jenifer square in the face. “Yeow!” Jenifer protest, then less vigorously she whimpers, “oh no,” from the sudden lack of stimulation. Jenifer knew better than to say anything, but she instinctively reaches up and cups her hands over the one, Mistress Lynn is clutching her hair with.
“Here, suck on these!” Mistress Lynn orders, putting her three pussy juice soaked fingers on Jenifer’s lips. Jenifer wanted to resist sucking on her own fluids. It has been a long time since anyone has ordered her to do so. Jenifer finds sucking her own juices so humiliating. But she has a strong feeling that saying no
to this woman, would not end well for her. So grudgingly she opens her mouth wide.
Mistress Lynn nods approvingly and says, “good girl, now clamp your lips around them and give my fingers the best blow job of your life.” Not resisting a bit Jenifer obeys and clamps her lips down about midway on Mistress Lynn’s fingers. Immediately the taste of her love fluids premerated throughout Jenifer’s mouth. That first slow stroke down the fingers to the knuckle, then back to the fingertips, guaranteed a full complement of her salty juices, and yes, she still feels humiliated.
“There, that should take care of that potty mouth of yours,” Mistress Lynn declares, “speed up the pace. I want to hear gulping and slurping as though you were going down on the real thing.” Mistress Lynn watches as Jenifer’s obey and listens to the rhythmic noises coming from her toy’s lust song, “gawk, slurp, gulp, smack, gawk.” Jenifer cast her eyes upwards, as to plead for a quick end to this humiliation, unfortunately for her, Mistress Lynn wasn’t buying into it.
“You know dear, you were so close. All you had to do was say the magic word,” Mistress Lynn taunts. “Gawk, smack, gurgle, slurp,” Jenifer’s lustful chorus continued as a momentary look of confusion crossed her face, before she realized what Mistress Lynn was referring too.
Seeing the look on Jenifer’s face indicated to Mistress Lynn that she understood, “That’s right hun, a simple, please and I would’ve let you cum. You didn’t and instead of having an orgasm which we would of made Baby Doll clean up with his tongue. You find yourself sucking your own pussy juices.” Jenifer pulls her mouth of Mistress Lynn, “I’m sorry Mistress,” she apologizes.
“Hey! I don’t recall giving you permission to stop,” Mistress Lynn scolds Jenifer venomously. “Get you pretty little mouth around those fingers, and don’t bloody stop until I tell you to.” Lynn orders.
Without uttering a word Jenifer pulls her hair back over her shoulders and wraps her luscious lips around Lynn fingers again.
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