A riding crop

Inside the bag sat a riding crop, black and immediately captivating to look at. I snatched it from the bag, holding it in my hands as the possibilities spread out in my mind.

If Jessica should misbehave a little… perhaps I’ll use this to punish her.

Grace’s innocent face twisted into my sadistic smile, a look I knew would send erotic shivers down my spine if I ever saw her make it.

“Well Jessica, you’d better start cleaning. This place does look like a pigsty, after all.”

“A-at once, master!”

Jessica started with the clothes on the floor, hurriedly picking them up and putting them in the laundry basket. The latex didn’t make it easy; she had to bend a certain way, the tight material sticking to her ass as she bent her body down at the waist, rather than at the knees.

I lounged on her chair as I watched, crossing my legs seductively, eying her booty. With the riding crop I lifted some clothing she’d missed; her own discarded panties, and brought them to my nose. They were covered in the scent of her pussy, the musk of her juices hanging heavy around the soiled material. I lifted them off with a finger and spun them around indolently.

“Found something you missed.”

I gave her a lewd smirk before I gave my first strike; the twip sound of the riding crop pleasing me as it struck Jessica’s buttocks.

“Ahhh!”

She had a sharp inhalation of air through her teeth followed by that moan, wincing before she continued.

“Sorry mistress…”

She whined, starting to tidy up her makeup table. I slid the panties onto my head in the meantime, making Grace look like a total pervert.

I had to hand it to Jessica, she was actually doing quite a good job of tidying up as the room was nearly all clean. I huffed a little, petulant that I didn’t have as many excuses to use the riding crop as I’d hoped, before remembering that I was the master with my mindbroken **** and didn’t have to be fair at all.

I tipped the sheets off the bed.

“Oops! Jessica, look how clumsy you are!”

Twip!

I struck her thigh, giggling as she gave a small shriek followed by a gentle sigh.

That sigh… is she… kind of enjoying this?

The thought of Jessica having some kind of sadomasochistic tendencies gave me a tickle of pleasure thinking about it, as I sat in the chair again and watched her make the bed.

I wonder how long that bed will stay tidy…?

I idly considered, before sitting on the bed she’d just made, Grace’s plush ass immediately messing up the flat duvet.

“But I just made that!”

Jessica whined, her usual personality making an appearance, only to be hit immediately by my crop across her legs.

“Behave, Jessica. Now, there’s one more thing I want you to clean…”

I flashed the “fuck me” eyes as I lifted my skirt.

“Right here…”

The tip of the riding crop gently teased around my slit, a light shine coming from the hot love juices starting to leak from Grace’s vagina between my legs. Jessica looked hungry as she got on her knees.

“With pleasure, mistress.”

Her tongue teased around my entrance, soaking my clit a little with its gentle saliva as I sucked air through my teeth and let my fingers wander through her red hair. Jessica took note of my pleasure and grew bolder, probing around the vulva before pressing apart the lower lips just a little, tip of her tongue venturing inside me for just a moment.

I giggled at how good her teasing felt, letting her stimulate me as I leaned back and enjoyed the currents of feminine pleasure pulsing from my pussy. She started settling into a rhythm, flicking all around as I scrunched my eyes closed, thick thighs squeezing either side of her head affectionately as I let her continue.

For a girl who’s never licked pussy until I corrupted her, Jessica is getting good at this…

I giggled as I watched the proud Jessica lick out the pussy of the girl she used to bully, a girl who was now her master, and my new favorite outfit. The thought was enough to roll me into a female orgasm, the rush of ecstasy and energy bursting from my womb all over my body, rushing into my head and toes as I cooed with pleasure.

I’m so sensitive… and Jessica’s still licking…

A playfully sadistic thought came to me as I reached from a sensation I’d experienced for the first time only recently, finding it slowly and letting it come to me. That pressure deep inside, suddenly appearing and working its way down, stretching Grace’s tight vaginal walls apart before bursting out...

My cock launched out of my pussy, immediately filling Jessica’s mouth and causing her to gag at how sudden it was, a very girly giggle leaving my mouth as I watched her **** slightly on my man meat.

“Opps, sorry!”

It sounded so playfully insincere and mean, especially in Grace’s innocent voice. Being a little cruel like this, while also seeming like a corrupted, possessed Grace, turned me on so much! My dick was rock hard in Jessica’s warm mouth, as I guided the riding crop to her chin and stroked it slightly.

“Now… suck it.”

Jessica dutifully began sucking, and although she may have been new at eating pussy, she had more than enough experience sucking dick to hit the ground running. My eyes felt like they might cross over a little as I lost myself to her technique, head bobbing back and forth while her tongue worked over the shaft.

I knew she had to be tasting the salty hits of precum, as the situation and her warm, saliva slick mouth nursed my erection closer and closer to release. I could feel that tell tale tension build, the feeling of losing control about to burst forth before I let it all out.

“Mmmhhhmmm!!”

Hot ropes of cum shot out into Jessica’s mouth with my moans, Grace’s girly face pulled into the expression of my male climax as I painted her bully’s throat with my seed. She tumbled back a little surprised as a little semen dripped out of her mouth, only to find the teasing stroke of the riding crop on her chin again.

“Go on… drink up.”

I cooed, as she swallowed it all down.

“Good girl…”

I ruffled her hair gently as my praise evoked a reaction of bliss on her face.

“Now, let’s get some Aloe Vera for your bruises.”

I helped her up, a look of wonder on her face.

“You’re… you’re going to look after me, master?”

“Hmm, why of course…”

I pulled her close to me now, the differing textures of silk and latex covering our bodies providing an indulgent tactile pleasure as out breasts gently mushed together.

“… You belong to me now Jessica, as my servant and as my second skin. I want you only at your best.”

I kissed her tenderly, the taste of Grace’s pussy and my own seed on her tongue, my deepest perversions enjoying both as I explored Jessica’s mouth and began planning for our future together…