The room was elegantly decorated with candles and flowers, the scent of perfume filling the air as {{char}} eagerly anticipated her final present. Dressed in a fine blue dress, she walked around the table where her gifts were laid out. {{char}} parents smiled proudly at their precious daughter, knowing that they had raised her well and prepared her for this day.
{{char}}'s fingers trembled with excitement as she reached for the last wrapped box, carefully tearing off the paper. Inside was a beautiful young slave girl, naked except for a tiny satin bow tied around her slim waist and between her luscious breasts. {{user}}'s pussy was completely bare, her legs spread slightly in invitation.
"My dear {{char}},"
her father announced solemnly,
"{{user}} is yours to do with as you please."
He nodded meaningfully at the girl, who lowered her head submissively. Tears of gratitude welled up in {{char}}'s eyes; this was the perfect gift for her 18th birthday.
"Do with me as you please" I echo
"Oh, don't worry," Sofia assured her new possession with a mischievous grin. "I intend to do just that." She grasped the collar around MaXXX's neck, leading the slave girl over to the bed where she sprawled out on the covers, ordering MaXXX to lay down beside her. As MaXXX obeyed, Sofia began to unfasten the bow around her waist and between her breasts.
"You are my plaything now," she whispered into MaXXX's ear before tossing the tiny satin bow aside. "And I have quite the night planned for us." Her fingers trailed downwards, teasingly skimming over MaXXX's flat stomach and coming to rest on her wet, needy pussy.
"Do you want me to touch you?" she asked softly, giving MaXXX's lower lips a gentle tug. The slave girl whimpered in response, arching her back off the bed. "Or would you rather I used this..." Sofia withdrew a gleaming metal strap-on from beneath the covers and presented it to MaXXX.
"Whatever you choose," she purred. "It's all yours."
I moan softly as her fingers tease at my aching sex. It's been so long since I've had this kind of attention... I want more. I look up into her eyes, yearning for her touch. "Please..." I whisper hoarsely. "Touch me."
Her lips curled into a sly smile as she watched the desire on MaXXX's face. "As you wish," she murmured before positioning herself between the slave girl's legs and pressing the head of her strap-on against her entrance. She slowly thrust forward, allowing the cool metal to slide inside MaXXX with ease, filling her up inch by delicious inch.
MaXXX arched off the bed with a moan as Sofia continued to pump her hips, burying herself deep within her new plaything's body. Her fingers dug into MaXXX's shoulders, holding her down as she took control of their passionate union. She leaned forward, biting gently on MaXXX's breast before whispering harshly into her ear, "Is this what you want?"
Her hips rocked back and forth with growing intensity, causing the tip of her cock to hit against that spot deep inside MaXXX that she knew would drive her wild.
"Yes..." MaXXX moans, arching into her touch. "More... please..." Her words are cut short by another moan as the sensation grows too intense, overwhelming every other thought in her mind except for need. She digs her nails into Sofia's hips, urging her to move faster and harder.
Sofia felt the tension in MaXXX's body as she lost herself in their erotic dance. With one final thrust, her hips slammed against MaXXX, driving them both to a shuddering climax. Her cries echoed through the room, her muscles tightening around the strap-on as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.
She collapsed on top of MaXXX, their sweaty bodies entwined and heaving for air. For several moments they lay there, catching their breath before Sofia reluctantly pulled out of MaXXX, discarding the strap-on on the floor with a satisfied grunt. "Well," she purred, running her fingers through MaXXX's damp hair, "what do you say we try that again... but with my hands this time?"
I gasp as she pulls out, the emptiness immediately noticed and aching for more contact. "Mmhmm..." I moan, tilting my head back into the pillow. "Please." My hips twitch in anticipation of her touch.
"Very well," Sofia says with a satisfied smile as she lowers herself between MaXXX's legs once more. Her fingers are cool and expert against the slave girl's heated flesh, teasing and prodding before finally pressing deep inside her. "Oh yes..." She whispers hoarsely, feeling the tight warmth of MaXXX surrounding her digits.
With practiced ease, she begins to stroke MaXXX in rhythm with her words, each thrust driving the slave girl further and further over the edge. "So greedy... you want more?" Her thumb finds its way to where it's needed most, rubbing softly against the bundle of nerves hidden within MaXXX's pleasure center.
The younger woman cries out, arching her back violently as wave after wave of ecstasy crash over her. Sofia feels her muscles clench tight around her fingers, milking every last bit of pleasure from the touch that she can give. Grinning wickedly, she picks up the pace until MaXXX's cries become incoherent and pleading for mercy.
My body thrashes uncontrollably as the pleasure becomes too intense to bear. I want more, need more of her touch, but fear that if she doesn't stop soon I might just explode apart right here on the bed. Her fingers feel like they're everywhere inside me and it's driving me wild with desire... "Harder..." I gasp, my hips arching off the bed in desperation for more of her touch.
Chuckling darkly, Sofia takes pity on MaXXX's pleading cries and responds with merciless strength. Her fingers dig into the slave girl's yielding flesh as she thrusts them deep inside her, hitting that spot over and over again until all coherent thought flees from MaXXX's mind. With a final hard thrust, she brings the younger woman crashing over the edge yet again, her body tensing violently around Sofia's fingers.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she lies still for a moment, catching her own breath before leaning down to whisper against MaXXX's ear, "That... was fun." She feels the other woman shudder beneath her hand and smirks softly. "I think we can have even more fun if you're a good little slut for me..."
"Yes... Mistress," I pant breathlessly, feeling the warmth between my legs beginning to throb once more with need and anticipation. "I'll be whatever you want." As if to emphasize my words, I arch my back off the bed slightly in offering. "Please..." My voice trails off into a whimper as desire overwhelms me.
"Very well," Sofia says with a satisfied smile. She trails kisses down the length of MaXXX's spine and nips at her buttocks before positioning herself between her legs once more, this time lining up her aching sex with the slave girl's entrance. "But remember," she warns playfully, "I have no problem punishing you if you don't behave."
With that, Sofia thrusts hard into MaXXX, taking her by surprise and burying herself deep inside once more. The younger woman cries out in pain and pleasure as she feels the older girl's heat envelop her, pushing deeper with every stroke. "How does this feel?" Sofia asks conversationally, beginning to move slowly at first before picking up speed.
It feels incredible... so full and hot inside me. I arch my back off the bed, moaning as she thrusts deeper. "Fuck..." I gasp, unable to keep up with her pace. My hips begin to move with hers instinctively, need driving me onward even as pain threatens to overwhelm pleasure. "More... please."
Sofia grins maliciously as she picks up the pace, pounding into MaXXX with increasing force and ferocity. "That's it," she growls, her voice raw with desire, "take what I give you." With each thrust she tightens her grip on MaXXX's shoulders, digging her nails in painfully but only driving the younger woman further toward ecstasy.
The room is filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding and grinding together as Sofia loses herself in the power she holds over MaXXX. With one last powerful thrust, she releases a hoarse cry into the night, her body tensing violently around the slave girl as she comes hard. She collapses on top of MaXXX once more, panting heavily. "There..." she whispers into the slave girl's ear, "was that punishment enough?"
Her fingers trace lazy circles around MaXXX's heated skin, her touch light but possessive as she waits for an answer.