An oral lesson in dining etiquette

“That’s it baby girl,” the black woman said as she moved behind Jessica’s raised bottom, “- just the position for a slut to present herself to her betters,” she continued as she trailed the tip of the crop along the swell of one bronze colored ass cheek, “- display all her holes for use!”

Jessica gasped at that, her eyes opening wide and nostrils flared as she felt so tiny, kneeling on the floor like that, complete exposed, listening to the words of the dominatrix behind her and then the shiver which shot up her spine as Desiree pushed the tip of the crop against the plug between her cheeks, causing it to shift inside her tight rear.

“Nasty little slut,” she flicked that crop down onto one cheek with a quick, stinging flick of her hands, Jessica gasped and moaning out load as her legs clenched and ass jumped, “- you just love showing off like this don’t you?” she hissed at the starlet, “Like a wanton whore hoping to get her filthy holes filled…”

“Oww…” Jessica moaned, with her eyes closed as she attempted to bury her face in her arm.

“Answer me, bitch!” another stinging crack of the crop to her other cheek made her yelp and flinch once more, her heart racing and her breathing heavy.

“Aahh, yes-yes!” the actress yelled, **** to keep from feeling that leather sting on her body once more as her hips swayed from side to side while the tremors of the last one still remained.

“Mistress,” the woman corrected with a hard voice, enjoying the sight of Jessica trembling as she pressed the crop against her body.

“Yes, mistress!” she corrected herself with a gasp.

“Mm, yes,” Desiree continued, circling the starlet once more, “- I bet you’re used to getting anything you want, having men fill your nasty holes to your hearts desires. Such a pretty little thing like you… a little smile is all it takes,” she tsked, “- but not here bitch, you’ve got to earn it.”

As she rested her head onto her arm on the floor and the constant tap of heels moving around her paused, Jessica saw out of the corner of her eyes how the woman bend slightly at the hip and peeled a pair of lace panties from beneath her small flared skirt and down those strong, dark legs.

“Your mistress always comes first,” the woman continued as she moved to the bed, lowering herself onto the edge of it with her legs firmly planted on the floor as she sat with her back straight and spread her legs open as she ordered “Come here, bitch!”

Jessica didn’t have to crane her neck and look at the woman for more than a brief moment to know that it was expected that she covered the distance between her place on the floor and the bed on her hands and knees, just as she crawled around the room.

“That’s it little kitty, come to momma!” Desiree purred in obvious appreciation as her prey pushed off the floor, back onto all fours and began stalking towards her.

Reaching her designated spot on the floor between those open legs, Jessica glanced up with an apprehensive look on her face, panting as one firm hand curled itself into her hair and pushed her nose deep into the soft, wet folds of that black pussy. The wetness of the silky folds and the scent filling her nose were almost overwhelming to the actress for a good many seconds, until the hours of erotic thoughts and the firm hand guiding her made her start kissing and licking.

Tentatively at first, her heart racing, as she began exploring as she felt the tip of that crop again trailing along her bare back as she nibbled at the warm, soaking folds and dipped her tongue into the stickiness, encouraged by the moans and the guiding hand on her head.

“Ah, look at you!” the dominatrix muttered, Jessica’s eyes meeting hers as she looked up, “- a hungry little bitch, huh?” she gasped as she watched that gorgeous, angelic face trapped between her strong black thighs and with those big round eyes staring wide-eyed back at her.

The moans, the occasional words of encouragement – most nasty and demeaning – and the crop tapping at her exposed back and ass, along with her sex fueled state of mind soon had Jessica Alba eating out her first ever pussy enthusiastically, diving into it as if famished. Putting on her very best effort to bring her mistress to orgasm while kneeling between her strong, dark legs and staring up her body, at those large, perfect breasts wrapped in lace and the confident face staring back at her, making her quiver with delight each time she made her gasp and moan.