Kim's service is transferred

The taste of Dickon's cum lingered in Kim's mouth, while she had to take in the cum stain smell on her blouse.

She could only hear muffles of the poker game above, but it seemed things were not going well for Dickon.

Dickon cursed softly upon losing his chips. The atmosphere shifted, a new energy crackling in the air, as he pushed all his chips to Lilith, a formidable woman with an aura of dominance. He stood up abruptly, barely giving Kim a glance.

Kim felt a tremor run through her body, not just from fear but from the unknown depths of submission she was about to explore.

Lilith's voice, smooth as silk yet sharp as a blade, cut through the murmurs of the poker table. "Kneel beside me, little Kimmy" she commanded, her tone leaving no room for argument. Kim crawled, her limbs stiff and clumsy from the tight bindings, out into the open where Lilith awaited.

The domme was a vision in red, her minidress hugging her curves in a way that accentuated every seductive line of her body. The fabric was sleek, almost liquid-like, shimmering under the casino lights. It cascaded down her legs, stopping mid-thigh, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her long, toned form. The neckline plunged daringly low, exposing the cleavage of her C-cup breasts. Intricate lace detailing along the hem and sleeves added a touch of elegance to her provocative attire.

Kim's breath caught in her throat as she took in Lilith's commanding presence. Her heart pounded against her ribcage, a chaotic mix of dread and something else—a flicker of anticipation buried deep within her.

"Mm, aren't you a treat. I can see why Dickon lost. Now, let's see what you can do," Lilith murmured, her voice a sultry whisper. "I'll warn you though, I have more self-control than some horny boy."

With that, she pulled Kim's bra askew and played with her breasts as only a woman could. Tender and soft hands roamed around Kim's globes, turning her nipple into hard nubs. All too quickly, Kim let out a moan. It was not for Kim's pleasure however. Lilith swiftly snapped onto Kim pink nipple clamps with bells. "I want to hear the bells chiming, otherwise, I'll spank you.

She shoved Kim back under the table. The space beneath the table closed in around them, intimate and oppressive, as Lilith positioned herself comfortably, her dress pulled up, revealing her red thong.

Kim hesitated, her lips parting as she breathed in the mingled scents of silk, perfume, and Lilith's natural aroma. Lilith's inner thighs were already moist, the musky scent overpowering her like perfume. With a shaky inhale, Kim leaned forward, her gaze fixed on Lilith's exposed nethers. Kim's tongue darted out, wetting her lips, as she pressed her face closer, the heat from Lilith's body warming her skin.

Kim's first touch was tentative, her tongue flicking out to taste the sweetness that lingered on Lilith's skin. A soft moan escaped Lilith's lips, the sound vibrating through Kim, fueling her with a surge of courage. Kim's movements grew bolder, her tongue exploring deeper, tracing the contours of Lilith's folds with increasing fervor.

Lilith's hands gripped the chair, her body arching subtly as Kim's ministrations intensified. The sounds of the poker game above faded into the background, the world narrowing down to the sensations unfolding between them. Kim could feel Lilith's excitement building, the moisture increasing, her taste filling Kim's mouth, a potent mixture of desire and surrender.

"Yes, like that," Lilith gasped, her voice thick with pleasure. Kim responded, her tongue licking deeper, her lips pressing firmly against Lilith's sensitive flesh. The rhythm of her strokes quickened, each flick of her tongue met with a corresponding shiver from Lilith.

Kim's nipple clamp bells tinkled constantly as she lapped hard at Lilith's moist pussy. Lilith's labia were meaty and tender. Soft bites on Lilith's clit drew out little squirt of juices, like a briny reward. Kim stuck her tongue deep into Lilith's pussy and Lilith responded with an involuntary tremble.

Under the table, shadows danced across their entangled forms, the muted light casting dramatic patterns across Lilith's face as her expression twisted with ecstasy. Kim watched, mesmerized, as Lilith's eyes clenched shut, her breaths coming in short, sharp bursts.

"Ooooooo yeesss," Lilith let out a bated moan under the breath. Kim felt a thrill rush through her, her own body responding to Lilith's climax even as she continued to lap at her, ensuring every last drop of pleasure was extracted.

When Lilith finally relaxed, Kim paused, her chest heaving with exertion. Lilith pat Kim's head, a gentle reward amidst the storm of sensation. "Well done. But this is just the start," she whispered, her praise a balm to Kim's battered ego. Before Kim could control herself, she let out a little mew of happiness, and she felt her panties was just as wet as Lilith.