Is there a way to do both?

“Of course,” Asa said, rising and pulling Skin to her feet as well. “Do you remember your safewords?”

“Yes.”

Asa bent her head back, she was far stronger than Skin, “Yes, mistress,” she corrected her. “I am your master’s geisha, you’re just his ****! You call me mistress.”

“Yes, mistress,” Skin tried to lower her head in submission, but Asa kept her head up and kissed her. “Your master is off conquering that Indian bitch, which means I’m pent up. I’m used to five orgasms a day and now I’m down to none. I’m going to use those thick lips and tongue to get what I need. If you’re good, maybe I’ll also make you cum. With master gone, you must be missing the occasional orgasms he gives you.”

Skin nodded, despite the hand in her hair, wincing in pain.

“Damn him for not letting us masturbate anyway,” Asa whispered, then kissed Skin deeply, before pulling her to the bedroom.

I waited, the door was open, I could see everything and hear everything and my dick was already hardening. It took only moments for them to both be naked and Asa started by mounting Skin’s face, until her first orgasm, then let herself slump backwards, but kept Skin eating her cunt.

“Feeble orgasms, compared to those he gives me. It’s gonna take dozens to match what I need,” Asa said, her voice shaking a bit despite her words and she slid down to kiss Skin, as the other woman’s fingers kept working on her cunt. “Good, my juices have made your lips taste like a real woman should, rather than like fried chicken.”

Skin shuddered and twisted under her, but was pinned in place, helpless and submissively servicing Asa.

Twenty minutes of minor slurs and domineering riding and Asa smirked down at the ruined, needy and horny teenager, then easily rolled her over. Skin tried to remain on all fours, but she collapsed as Asa’s fingers found her pussy and ass. She clearly hadn’t actually recovered from yesterday.

Asa gave me a glance and mouthed the word ‘lock’ and I obediently activated Skin’s Orgasm Lock. Asa spent almost ten minutes trying furiously to make Skin cum, only to merely edge her, repeatedly. “Dammit! Why won’t you cum?”

She glanced at me and I walked in, stripping out of my clothes. “Because, I told her not to cum until I bred her again.”

“But master, I’m really good at--”

“White-daddy!” Skin moaned, trying to rise and falling into my arms, where I kissed her deeply. “I did it,” she whispered as I broke off the kiss, “I didn’t cum without you…I didn’t try to find a way around your rules…I’ve earned it haven’t I? I was a good ****. Not like her. I deserve it! I’ve been your good bitch. Better than this stupid horny _gook _bitch. Use me! Make me a fucking oreo, black on the outside, white on the inside!” the slur was a bit surprising, as she'd played more in stereotypes before, but Asa just smirked as she watched the teenager plead for the cock she got whenever she wanted.

I smirked as I pushed her onto the bed and angled her back, nearly bending her double, she gave a triumphant look at Asa, who schooled her expression into a more concerned one, then I leaned forward, “No white man can resist a big, fat, black ass, just begging for his cock,” and I pressed forward, into her ass.

She froze and tried to struggle, but then I was using her and she was edging so badly she couldn’t struggle, or speak, or do anything except clench my cock and spread her legs.

Skin was reduced to pleading and incomprehensible individual words, ‘stretching,’ ‘breaking,’ ‘make,’ ‘tame,’ ‘beast,’ ‘monster,’ ‘owner.’

Asa cut in with a sneer, “See, master, she can’t even cum from anal, or make you cum at all! Come back to me!”

That made Skin focus, just enough to manage a few coherent words, “Can’t breed ass, obey white-daddy, skank.”

“That’s right, you can only get bred when I stretch out that little black baby-maker with my big white cock, like this!”

And I switched holes and deactivated the Orgasm Lock and Skin instantly began to cum. I fucked her through her orgasms and finally came inside her as her orgasm continued.

I rolled off and Skin lay there, sated and leaking, only for Asa to slide down and lick the cum up as it escaped, giving Skin a disapproving look, “Don’t waste any of master’s cum.” Skin nodded slowly as Asa moved up her body, “And since you were good,” she kissed Skin deeply, sharing my seed.

Then she rolled over me and hugged into my side as we all lay there in the afterglow of a very pleasant session.