Hell Yeaahhhh!!!!

A few minutes passed and Petra's gaze remained fixed on Blackfire's tranquil form. She was so absorbed in the sight of the transformed alien warrior that she didn't notice the subtle changes in Blackfire's breathing pattern, signaling her imminent awakening. Suddenly, Blackfire's eyes flickered open, and she gazed blankly into space not noticing the very much naked Petra. "Mandi horny..." Blackfire murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, yet sending shivers down Petra's spine. The nerd's eyes widened in surprise as she realized that Blackfire was now using a childish, shortened version of her real name, Komand'r.

Petra's eyes sparkled with excitement as she gazed at Mandi's blank expression. She took a step closer, her heart racing with anticipation. "Hey! Mandi, look at me!" Petra said, her voice barely above a whisper. Mandi's gaze slowly shifted, her hot pink eyes focusing on Petra's face. For a moment, they simply stared at each other. Mandi's face scrunched up in confusion, her brow furrowing as she tried to process the unfamiliar face in front of her. "Who... you?" Mandi asked, her voice childlike and innocent. Petra's face twisted into an extremely perverted grin, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she gazed at Mandi's innocent expression. "Oh, I'm your mistress," she cooed, her voice dripping with sadistic intent, "from now on, you do everything I say, and love it." Mandi's brow furrowed, her eyes clouding with confusion as she struggled to comprehend the unfamiliar words.

Mandi's gaze drifted downward, her eyes widening as she took in Petra's naked form. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and she looked away, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mandi no understand..." Petra's hand reached out, her fingers gently patting Mandi's pretty little head. "It's okay, sweetie," she cooed, her voice dripping with condescension. "You just have to do everything I say from now on. You want to be a good girl, right?" Mandi's gaze lifted, her eyes locking onto Petra's face. She nodded slowly, her brow still furrowed in confusion.

"Mandi good girl......" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. Petra's grin widened, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She leaned in closer, her breath whispering against Mandi's ear. "That's right, Mandi." Petra's hands slid up Mandi's arms, her fingers tracing the curves of the alien's shoulders before coming to rest on the swollen mounds of her breasts. Mandi's eyes fluttered closed as Petra's thumbs began to circle her nipples, the gentle touch sending shivers down her spine. "You're are a VERY good girl, Mandi," Petra cooed, her voice dripping with condescension as she leaned in closer.

Mandi's face scrunched up in confusion, but she didn't pull away as Petra's lips closed around one of her nipples. The nerd's tongue swirled around the sensitive flesh, sending waves of pleasure through Mandi's body. As Petra's tongue swirled around Mandi's nipple, the alien's body arched off the bed, her back bowing in a perfect curve. A girly shriek pierced the air, high-pitched and ear-shattering, as Mandi's eyes flew WIDE open in shock. Her hot pink irises sparkled with confusion, but her face was a picture of pure bliss. "Mandi... Mandi came!" she squealed, her voice rising to a fevered pitch.

Petra's fingers dug deep into Mandi's breasts, her thumbs pinching the nipples as she sucked harder. Mandi's shriek grew louder, her body convulsing in a series of rapid, violent spasms. As Mandi's shrieks began to subside, Petra's fingers relaxed their grip on her breasts, and she leaned back to gaze at the alien's flushed face. Mandi's hot pink irises sparkled with a mixture of confusion and pleasure, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. Petra's grin widened as she reached out to gently stroke Mandi's cheek, her voice taking on a soothing quality. "Call me Mistress, sweetie," she cooed, her eyes glinting with excitement.

Mandi's gaze locked onto Petra's face, her brow furrowing in concentration. "Mandi call you... Mistress," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mandi wants more...." Petra's grin widened as she heard Mandi's words. "That's right, Mandi, buuuttt" she cooed, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "since Mandi's a good girl, she's going to make me feel good first!"

Petra's hand reached down, her fingers gently patting Mandi's pretty little head. She said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to lick me down there, okay?" Mandi's gaze shifted downward, her eyes widening as she took in Petra's naked form. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and she looked away, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mandi no understand..." Petra's hand reached down, her fingers gently guiding Mandi's head towards her pussy. "It's okay, sweetie, bimbos like you don't need to understand just obey..." she cooed, her voice dripping with condescension. "Just lick me down there, and I'll make you feel good too." Mandi's gaze shifted downward, her eyes widening as she took in Petra's pussy. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and she looked away, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mandi try..."

Mandi's tongue slowly extended, her eyes fluttering closed as she made contact with Petra's pussy. A soft moan escaped Petra's lips as she felt Mandi's tongue begin to explore her pussy, her body trembling with pleasure. Petra's hands reached down, her fingers gently tangling in Mandi's hair as she guided her head back and forth. "That's right, Mandi, oh you're such a good girl..." she cooed, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Just like that." Mandi's tongue continued to explore Petra's pussy, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt Petra's hands guiding her head back and forth.

Petra's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt Mandi's tongue exploring her pussy. Petra's moans grew louder as Mandi's tongue continued to explore her pussy. Petra's fingers gently tangled in Mandi's hair as she guided her head back and forth, her breaths becoming ragged with pleasure. "Good girl, Mandi," Petra cooed, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Mandi doing as you're told! You're such a very good girl. Oh! Right there! Yes! YES!" Mandi's tongue moved faster, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt Petra's fingers tighten in her hair. As Petra's moans grew louder, her body began to tense up, her fingers tightening their grip on Mandi's hair. Mandi's tongue moved faster, her eyes still closed, as she focused on pleasing her mistress. Petra's breaths became ragged, her chest heaving with anticipation. Suddenly, her body convulsed, and she let out a loud cry of pleasure.

A warm, sticky liquid squirted out of Petra's pussy, covering Mandi's face. Mandi's eyes snapped open, and she looked up at Petra with a mixture of surprise and confusion. Petra's fingers relaxed their grip on Mandi's hair, and she leaned back, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. Mandi's eyes widened as she felt the sticky liquid dripping down her face, her gaze fixed on Petra's satisfied smile. She tentatively reached up to touch her cheek, her fingers brushing against the warm, gooey substance. "Mandi feels sticky," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Petra's smile grew wider as she gazed at Mandi's sticky face. "Yes, Mandi, you're a bit of a mess," she cooed, her voice dripping with amusement. She leaned forward, her hands reaching out to gently wipe the liquid from Mandi's face. Petra's hands hovered in front of Mandi's face, her fingers poised to wipe away the sticky liquid. But then, a mischievous glint sparked in her eye, and she changed her mind. Instead, she smashed her lips against Mandi's, the warm, gooey substance smearing between their mouths as they kissed.

Mandi's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't pull away. She was too caught up in the sensations coursing through her body. Petra's tongue darted into her mouth, and Mandi's own tongue instinctively responded, the two of them tangling together in a sloppy, passionate kiss. Reaching down to finger Mandi, Petra's fingers slipped into Mandi's wet folds, Mandi's eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a soft mewl of pleasure. Petra's tongue continued to dance with Mandi's, their lips smearing the sticky liquid back and forth as they kissed. Mandi's hips began to squirm, her love juices leaking out of her pussy and dripping down Petra's fingers as she fingered her.

Mandi's breaths grew ragged, her chest heaving with excitement as Petra's fingers curled inside her, stroking her G-spot. "Mandi likes....." Mandi whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing. Mandi's breaths grew ragged, her chest heaving with excitement as Petra's fingers curled inside her, stroking her G-spot. "Mandi likes!"

Petra's fingers moved faster, her thumb circling Mandi's clit as she felt her body tensing up. "That's right, Mandi," she cooed, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "You like it when Mistress plays with you, don't you?"

Mandi's body arched backward, her hips bucking wildly as Petra's fingers stroked her G-spot with precision. Her eyes rolled back, and her mouth fell open, releasing a silent scream of ecstasy. Petra's thumb circled Mandi's clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to send her tumbling over the edge.

Mandi's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing down on her with unrelenting ****. Her body convulsed, her muscles contracting and releasing in a rhythmic pattern as she rode the wave of pleasure. Petra's fingers continued to dance inside her, coaxing out every last drop of ecstasy from Mandi's trembling form. As Mandi's orgasmic tremors subsided, Petra gently withdrew her fingers from Mandi's pussy, a satisfied smile still plastered on her face. She held out her glistening fingers, and Mandi's gaze instinctively dropped to them. "Clean Mistress's fingers, Mandi," Petra cooed, her voice husky with post-coital satisfaction.

Mandi's eyes widened, and she leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick Petra's fingers. The first touch of Mandi's tongue sent shivers down Petra's spine, and she closed her eyes, savoring the sensation. Mandi's tongue danced across Petra's fingers, savoring the sweet flavor of her mistress's and her own arousal. "Mistress taste good," Mandi cooed, her voice husky with pleasure. Petra's eyes fluttered open, and she gazed at Mandi with a satisfied smile. "Mandi, you're such a good girl," she purred, her fingers gently stroking Mandi's hair.

As Mandi continued to lick Petra's fingers, Petra's gaze drifted downward, taking in the sight of Mandi's voluptuous body. Her eyes lingered on Mandi's breasts, which were still heaving with exertion from her recent orgasm. Petra's gaze drifted downward, taking in the sight of Mandi's voluptuous body. Her eyes lingered on Mandi's breasts, which were still heaving with exertion from her recent orgasm. Petra's fingers reached out, gently cupping one of Mandi's large, firm breasts. She began tweaking Mandi's eternally hard nipples and Mandi squealed in orgasm instantly as if Petra had pressed a button.

Mandi's body arched backward, her hips bucking wildly as Petra's fingers tweaked her nipples. Her eyes rolled back, and her mouth fell open, releasing a silent scream of ecstasy. Petra's other hand reached down to continue to stroke Mandi's clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to send her tumbling over the edge once again.

Mandi's second orgasm hit her with the same **** as the first, her body convulsing as she rode the wave of pleasure. Petra's fingers continued to dance across Mandi's nipples causing her to squeal even louder and more! she leaned in to kiss Mandi's lips. Mandi's eyes, still glassy from her intense pleasure, fluttered closed as she felt Petra's warm breath on her skin. Petra's lips brushed against Mandi's, and she deepened the kiss, her tongue probing the depths of Mandi's mouth.

Mandi's arms, still trembling from her orgasm, wrapped around Petra's waist, pulling her closer. Petra's hands slid down Mandi's body, cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently. Mandi moaned into the kiss, her body still sensitive from her recent orgasms. As they kissed, Petra's body began to relax, her muscles releasing their tension. She felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her, and her eyelids began to droop. Mandi, still lost in the haze of her own pleasure, didn't notice Petra's fatigue. Petra's kisses grew softer, more gentle, as she felt herself drifting off to sleep. Mandi's arms tightened around her, holding her close as Petra's head lolled against her shoulder. Mandi's eyes, still closed, smiled softly as she felt Petra's warm breath on her skin. As the moments ticked by, Petra's breathing slowed, and her body relaxed further. Mandi's arms cradled her, holding her close as she fell asleep. Mandi's eyes flickered open, and she gazed down at Petra's peaceful face. She smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her.

"Mistress sleepy," Mandi cooed, her voice barely above a whisper. She gently stroked Petra's hair, her fingers tangling in the soft strands. Petra's face, relaxed in sleep, looked serene, and Mandi felt a pang of affection for her mistress. Mandi's gaze drifted down Petra's body, taking in the sight of her relaxed form. She smiled, feeling a sense of pride and ownership. "Mandi take care of Mistress, cuz Mandi is good girl...." she whispered, her voice full of conviction. As the moments ticked by, Mandi's eyes began to droop, her own fatigue catching up with her. She snuggled closer to Petra, her body molding to her mistress's. The two women lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, their bodies entwined as they drifted off to sleep. As the minutes ticked by, Mandi's own breathing slowed, and her body relaxed further. She was completely at peace, her mind clouded by the haze of her own pleasure.