She implements the next phase

Paris gave the **** Anna two more whips to her butt to make sure that the blond tennis starlet knew who was in control. This time, Anna didn't even protest, she merely whimpered in fear.

That was more like it, Paris thought to herself. Phase one had been to get Anna into this position. Phase two was to make sure she knew how helpless she was. Now was time for the next phase, for Paris to take advantage and have fun with her, all the while getting her to become more pliable.

She got down behind Anna and leaned forward and stuck her tongue up against Anna's butt cheeks. The athlete gasped, "What are you doing now?"

"You wanted to some attention, babycakes," Paris said. "Well, now you're going to get more than you bargained for."

With that, she dove her tongue into Anna's cunt and started to lick away. Anna gasped and tried manuever away, but she was tied down too well to do anything. "No, don't do that. I'm not into...into...bitches."

At that, Paris moved back and sent a hard whip across the girl's back, causing her to cry out. "Lesson to you, never call me that again! From now on, it's mistress!"

"What," Anna gasped. "No way!"

Three quick lashings came in succession and cries followed each. "I said MISTRESS and you better get it right! Now, stop complaining when I shower you with your oh so sought after attention!"

Anna was crying now. She was feeling humiliated and scared at the same time. Sensing this, Paris shouted out once more, "Say it! What am I to you?"

The blond Russian had never felt so helpless before, as she realized what kind of a situation she was in. "O-kay, okay, don't need to sho-". Another crack of whip came down on the girl's butt and Anna cried out once again. "Ahhhhh! You are m-my m-m-mistress! M-my mistress!"

"That's better," Paris said with a smile on her face. She quickly bent down and went back to licking the girl's clit. This time, Anna didn't protest, instead she sobbed at what she was going through.

Paris licked up and down and then swirled her tongue around Anna's clit. After a few minutes, Anna's crying subsided. A few more moments, and a moan escaped her lips as Paris sucked her clit and bit down on it.

Now, Paris wormed a finger, then a second finger, into the pussy and started some fingerfucking action. Anna's moans grew slightly louder. Paris could feel that internally, the Russian girl was getting wet. That was good, Anna was becoming quite tractable. Paris knew the girl was ready for further action, one that would make sure Anna knew how was queen bee around here.