Ask your master if she would like to cum.

“No, not yet. I want to try you.”

You sit on the couch next to your master, who pushes you down. The woman is curious, alright. You've had done this before, and find it astonishing how held back the upper class lesbians are. The Lady looked embarassed earlier, but now, her desire flushed her cheeks. She slowly swipes a finger between your legs, eyes widening at the amount of wetness that oozes out. “This excites you.”

“You excite me.” You admit. The woman is beautiful, and she is your master. She controls you, yet you feel power over her in this moment. The lady moves her fingers in and out of your pussy, slowly at first, then building tempo as the you moaned and arch your back.

“Yes, scream, for me.” The Master growls, and grabs one of your tits, squeezing the nipple, and leaning into bite your neck, even. Her hands glide down your body, and take hold of your hips, grinding into you.

The desire to fuck you seems to overwhelm her. “I want a cock. I want to fuck you, I want to feel myself inside you when you cum. Then I want you to fuck my pussy. I want you to cum inside me and then fuck the cum out of me.” The Lady leaves lipstick smears all over your neck.