Proper posture

She felt the a thrill run through her body, tingling up her spine, as she kneeled on the wooden floor, eying the imposing woman above her timidly as she saw the confident smirk on her lips. The effects of that latest release at this strange woman’s glorious tongue still sending tremors through her body, her eyes barely left the dominant black woman as Stefan pushed the chair back and got onto his feet.

Stefan cleared his throat to gain attention as he walked past the two, “So, I’ve got to make some calls… I trust you girls will behave while I’m gone!” he chuckled, seeing the submissiveness the world famous Hollywood starlet was displaying at that moment.

“Oh, I think I can almost guarantee that…” Desiree said, her tone of voice giddy and almost playful, but her eyes hard as they were fixed onto Jessica’s below her, the riding crop tapping into the palm of her one hand sending a clear signal as she promised “- I’ll keep her in line!”

Vaguely aware of the sound of the door to the room clicking shut once more Jessica remained focused on the mistress towering above her, slowly circling her kneeling form, heels clicking on the hardwood floor and echoing off the walls of the hotel room. The imposing black domme flicked the leather whip in the air and traced it along the curves of the naked starlet as she walked around her, every now and then letting the hard tip touch her perfect, bronze-colored skin, the sharp intakes of air by Jessica whenever the crop made contact with her skin or whooshed in the air being met with throaty chuckles.

“Mm-hmm, such a pretty little thing you are!” Desiree ended her inspection, gripping Jessica’s jaw firmly between her strong fingers as she let her eyes and touch explore the actress’ face for a few moments, before releasing her and moving to a bedside table, adding under her breath “-much prettier than those skanks that German bastard usually brings along…”

The actress felt perfectly breathless as she watched the black woman move away from her. She had obviously always been aware of the beauty of other women, at times even to the point of having the odd sexual thought, but never had she stared at another woman with the kind of lust she did as her eyes followed those wide, swaying hips and strong black legs, her head remaining in that same slightly tilted position as those strong fingers had placed it in, her eyes barely even blinking as she watched the black woman pick up something before turning around and returning to her.

Still with that smirk on her lips the black woman as she reached the kneeling Jessica, indicating with raised eyebrows and a soft, but firm order of “open” to part her lips, between which she placed the crop and left it there. Jessica biting into her leather to hold onto it as she felt her neck and chest flush.

“Mm-hmm,” Desiree hummed as she reached down, wrapping a leather choker around the slender neck of Jessica, her fingers exploring her shapely neck and jawline after having locked it in place. Snatching the crop from between Jessica’s lips she then stood back, hands on her hips as she towered above the actress once again, her eyes hard but still that hungry, playful grin on her lips, “Now, forward, onto your hands.”

With mouth open, eyes fixed on the African goddess and a generally slightly stunned expression on her face Jessica dropped onto her hands, her palms pressing against the floor as she shifted onto all four, that huge plug shifting as she moved, reminding her of its presence.

For next several minutes Jessica Alba was made to crawl around the room, the leather-clad black dominatrix over her throughout, ordering her to arch her back further, push her ass higher, put more sway into her moves, “- move like the sexy little kitty you are!” she was told. A mixture of dreadful shame and perverse excitement clouded her mind, the leather crop striking her several times as commands were called out, making her gasp as the stings send shocks through her body.

When one particularly painful sting hit her naked, raised bottom, the actress snapped her head around, ‘Bitch!’ flashing through her head, but she bid her tongue as her glare met the confident eyes of Desiree, seeming to challenge her, instead simple diverting her eyes submissively.

“Now, put your pretty little head down, girl!” the black women almost casually told her, Jessica leaning forward and rested her head onto her forearm on the floor, her cute little ass swaying from side to side to avoid that damn riding crop flicking against the naked skin of her ass and thighs.

“Ow!” she cried out as the crop snapped against the swollen, wet lips of her sex.

“Spread those legs!” Desiree barked, “- knees further forward, bitch!”

Whimpering Jessica followed the commands to the letter, kneeling on the hotel room floor, ass raised high and her wet pussy and ass, plugged obscenely, fully exposed to the scary, leather-clad women standing behind her…