No, Rosa tops from the bottom

Rosa watches in shocked silence as John turns his head to gaze at the eager redhead’s public display. From her position on the ground she has a close up view of him shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Clever girl, Rosa thinks to herself, you’re getting him even harder than Ashley’s grinding. She suspects, though, that neither of her friends could go the distance. Sarah never lowers herself beneath anyone else, and Ashley lacks confidence in her appearance.

There’s only one of them that can walk away a winner today. And Rosa knows that it must be her.

“Wowwww,” she says, drawing out the word as long as possible. Once John is again looking at her she continues, “Sounds like you two have a lot going on right now. Me? I’m just glad classes are done for the week. All I want to do is turn my brain off.”

John grins at her. Like a cat about to pounce on a bird. Got him!

“All the way off?” he asks. Ashley starts to grind a little harder sensing that things are turning against her. But it’s no use. The hot Latina sees an opening and takes it.

“ALL the way off. I got invited to this house party later and that could be fun. I’m already dressed for a night out,” she says as she stands up. She twirls on the spot, her high heels clicking on the concrete and the hem of her dress lifting up. Rosa teases at the thigh slit to emphasize just how high it goes. “But there are just sooooo many ways to have a good time on the weekend. It would be nice if someone just put a leash on me and led me around.”

John pushes Ashley off his lap. She slips unceremoniously to the ground. Sarah stands nearby with her hands tucker under her arms trying to both keep them warm and create a shelf for her tits to lie on. Neither of them says anything. They can feel their inevitable loss about to hit like a freight train._ But that’s the risk of being part of a group of sexy friends with someone like John around, thinks Rosa. They all like to play the game, but only one can win._

John stands up and catches Rosa by the elbows as she turns once more to face him. She feels his breath on her neck and her skin starts to tingle.

“You want to be someone’s submissive bitch all weekend?” His eyes stare intensely into hers, she has to look up slightly because of the height difference. His hand reaches up to cup her chin. He strokes her possessively. She bows her head and catches his thumb in her mouth. Her voluptuous lips wrap around it.

She sucks it for a moment, then she looks up at him. “Not ‘someone’s’, Mr. Doe. I want to be YOUR submissive bitch, Sir.”

Without breaking eye contact he drops his hand again. She hears him working his belt buckle and the leather sliding over cloth. He raises it up and loops it around her neck. He doesn’t tighten it but the weight of it feels so good. Already she is beginning to slip into the role.

“Hey Red, you still got my lighter? And either of you got a felt pen?”

Sarah dejected but not wanting to grumble, hands back the borrowed lighter. Ashley gets back on her feet and then fetches a black marker from her bag. John takes them both. He pockets the lighter and then pulls the cap off and starts writing on Rosa’s lower lip. She stands still as he does it, glad that she hadn’t put any lipstick on yet and loving the thrill of surrendering her body.

When John steps back and returns the pen to Ashley, her two friends get to see his handiwork first. Their eyes go wide.

“Rosa!” Ashley drops the bimbo act in surprise, “He wrote ‘BITCH’ where everyone can see!”

Rosa feels a throb in her pussy at hearing the word.

“And you’re just gonna let him do that?” Sarah asks incredulously. She puts her hands on her hips in an attempt to look fierce, but it only causes her tits to bounce.

Rosa looks from one friend to the other. They’re so jealous. It’s kinda sad.

“This is Sir’s leash. He put it on me, and leashes are for dogs. What else is Sir supposed to call a female dog?” Before they can answer she turns to John and silently waits for instructions.