Yuki dominates Kira

Yuki staightens her back, her hand caressing Kira's cheek stroking her to her neck. Where Yuki gently wraps her hand, and tightens. Kira inhales, in anticipation. She had been trained.

Yuki guides Kira's head low, beneath her as she looks up at her. Not fearful, but dutiful. Yuki extends her index finger and places it over Kira's mouth.

"We are not meant to speak to one another," she begins, whispering with slow enunciation, cold and sensual, "Let us keep it that way, but with some modifications. You are to refer to me as Ma'am, is that clear?"

Kira nods, "Yes Ma'am."

"Good," Yuki says, "Now, I want to feel your tongue between my legs, my pet."

Yuki takes a handful of Kira's hair, having her kneel the rest of the way to be level with Yuki's pussy. Her tongue is sweet, and sweet still as the Princess licks Yuki's sex. Lightly, teasingly.

Yuki smiles with her teeth, her senses trained to notice any footsteps coming in and out. It doesn't deter her enjoyment of having Princess Kira perform on her. It's wrong, in every sense. The girl had been trained to be a tool of pleasure, and Yuki knows she is exploiting her. Using her.

But the control, she _needs it. _She can feel her confidence return with every taste from the Princess. Every kiss and lap at her wettening cunt that needs a touch as gentle as Kira's. Yuki tightens her grip on her hair. Letting the Princess pick up the pace, tickling at her clit until Yuki's thighs run with her juices.

"Yeees OH, oh yeees,"_ _Yuki breathes as she climaxes, trying not to make too much noise. Her hands ease on Kira's hair.

"You did good today, my pet," Yuki says, raising Kira's chin. "Now,"

Yuki finds her leash, and brings it to Kira. "Take me back, that will be all."