Samantha uses Kat in her new room

The day seemed to have taken an eternity. Samantha was thrilled that her dad was now the President of United Earth. The fact that he had chosen to use the White House as his Presidential residence would mean getting to use Kat for her pleasure more often. However, Washington, DC, was notoriously cold in late January, and today had proven no exception.

She had shivered through speech after speech and enthusiastically applauded when they had finally ended. Now, she had a broad smile on her face. Not because her dad had finally taken the Oath of Office, or was in the middle of his first official speech as President, but because she wouldn’t have to wait much longer to have Kat pleasure her. She barely heard the rest of her dad’s speech as she thought of her **** who was waiting for her in her room inside the White House that overlooked the expansive back lawn.

Finally, it was over, and she, her father, and his own **** girl entered the White House for the first time during his presidency. While her father and his cabinet made their way to either the Oval Office or Situation Room, she wasn’t sure which, or really care, she made her way to her room. She entered the massive bedroom with darkly colored wooden paneled walls and plush dark blue carpeting. Along the wall to her left were several large windows with heavy white drapes that could be closed over them. Currently, the drapes were open, allowing any in the room to see out onto the back lawn. In the brief time since she had come inside, large snowflakes had begun to fall and several were beginning ot cling to the windows. Directly ahead of her was the massive four-post canopy bed. To the left of the bed was a large dresser where she kept her leather and latex outfits, as well as the restraints and tools of pleasure and pain she had brought with her. To the right of the bed was a door that led to a large walk-in closet, and next to that a second door that led to the attached bathroom. Near the foot of the bed was a spanking bench made of cherrywood and fine Italian leather. Hanging down from the ceiling by a series of golden chains was an intricate sex swing made of interweaving strips of fine leather with built-in cuffs for its occupants’ wrists and ankles. In the front right corner of the room was a Saint Andrew’s Cross made of the same cherrywood and leather as the spanking bench.

Samantha turned her head to the right and smiled broadly at Kat. “Good to see the staff knows how to follow orders,” she said as she made her way to the former agent. She had been placed in a narrow cage that **** her to stand as she looked out through the criss-crossing flat steel bars. Her long brown hair hung down freely, and she had been dressed just as Samantha had instructed. A red ball gag filled her mouth, and a black leather collar was around her neck. She wore no bra, only a tiny see-through red thong, black shoes with six-inch stiletto heels, and her arms were trapped behind her in a black leather single glove. “Ready to play?”

“Esh, Ishesh,” Kat said into her gag and nodded her head.

“Good girl,” Samantha said as she turned and made her way to the dresser. She quickly selected a favorite outfit of hers and headed into the walk-in closet to change. When she emerged, she was dressed in a black leather corset that held up her breasts, a black thong, and thigh-high black leather boots with platform heels. In her right hand, she carried a black leather riding crop. She walked with a purposeful stride, back to Kat’s cage before unlocking it, and swinging the front of the cage open. “Out,” she said as she slapped the riding crop against the cage.

Without hesitation, Kat carefully stepped out of the cage and down onto the plush carpet, then lowered herself to her knees, her head bowed in submission. Samantha loosened the gag, and Kat let it fall from her mouth. “I await your pleasure, Mistress.”

Samantha walked behind Kat, loosened her single glove, and removed it. Kat had become a well-trained **** girl, however, and didn’t dare move. Samantha couldn’t help but smile at the former agent. “Stay,” she said in a firm tone as she patted Kat’s head as if she were a faithful pet. She made her way back to the dresser and opened a small drawer near the top of the dresser and pulled out a set of nipple clamps. She returned to Kat, stood behind her, and began to squeeze and caress her breasts until her nipples became hard and pointed. She quickly attached the nipple clamps, causing Kat to wince and whimper quietly as the rubber-coated teeth bit into her sensitive nubs, and Samantha turned the small dial, tightening them into place.

“Is your pussy wet, slut?” Samantha asked, giving the chain that connected the nipple clamps a hard jerk.

“Yes, Mistress,” she replied with a slight whine, and through gritted teeth.

“Let’s see,” Samantha said as she slid her hand under Kat’s tiny thing. “Mmm, yeah, you're fucking soaked, you little slut.” Without another word, Samantha began to rub Kat’s pussy, and then slid her index and middle fingers into the former United Earth Agent.

It wasn’t long until Kat’s breathing had become ragged as she whimpered and moaned in pleasure, and her hips moved in rhythm with her mistress’s manipulations. “May I cum, Mistress? Please, may I cum, Mistress?” she asked. Samantha did not answer; instead, she began to pump her fingers in and out of Kat faster, and began to make clockwise motions with her thumb, over Kat’s clit. Just before Kat went over the edge, Samantha stopped and pulled her hand from Kat’s thong.

“Clean,” she said sternly as she held her fingers, which glistened with Kat’s arousal, up to the enlsaved agent’s mouth. Kat eagerly took Samantha’s fingers into her mouth and began to lick and suck her tangy, salty juices from her mistress’s fingers. Knowing that if she didn’t, she would be punished. “You like the taste of pussy don’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Kat answered around Samantha’s fingers, being extremely careful not to touch the other woman’s fingers with her teeth, and then immediately going back to licking and sucking on her fingers.

When Samantha was finally satisfied with her fingers, she pulled them from Kat’s mouth, then wiped them off on Kat’s long brown hair before grabbing a handful of it and pulling back hard, making Kat look up at her. “Since you like the taste of pussy so much, how’d you like a taste of mine?”

“Yes, please, Mistress,” Kat answered pleadingly. “Please let me taste your pussy, Mistress.” Samantha laughed before slapping Kat’s face with her free hand.

“You haven’t earned that privilege yet,” she said as she began to lead Kat over to the Saint Andrew’s Cross by her hair. “Up!” she commanded as she delivered a lash of the riding crop to her ass. Kat quickly stood and offered no resistance as Samantha roughly shoved her to the Saint Andrew’s cross so she faced it and secured her to it.

Samantha smiled as she dragged the tab of the crop down Kat’s spine, watching her muscles tense and relax as the crop approached, then passed, the way goosebumps almost instantly erupted all over her body at the first caress of the cool, soft, and supple leather. She moved the tab of the crop along Kat’s inner thighs, laughing softly at the way her sensitive flesh quivered in anticipation of a painful lash.

Samantha suddenly left Kat, where she was on the cross, only going as far as the large dresser to exchange the riding crop for a flogger made of soft pink leather and returned to the bound woman. “But, you will earn the privilege of eating my pussy,” she said before she began to roll her wrist in a figure eight, making the supple pink leather tendrils dance across Kat’s back and ass. After delivering several lashes by rolling her wrists, Samantha pulled the leather tendrils tight in her left hand before snapping her wrist and delivering a hard lash to Kat’s left ass cheek, making her yelp in pain. “Stick that ass out.” Kat obeyed and was rewarded with a second hard lash, this time to her right side. After two more hard lashes, one to the left and another to the right, Samantha began to roll her wrist in a figure eight once more.

Samantha focused only on landing lashes to Samantha’s ass and quickly alternated between rolling her wrists and delivering hard lashes with all of her strength until Kat’s ass was a deep, dark red. “Please, Mistress, may I eat your pussy?”

“Soon, but not yet,” Samantha whispered in her ear before she went to the dresser and placed the flogger back in its place, then grabbed a silver vibrator. She turned it on low and began to drag the vibrator along Kat’s inner thighs, keeping it away, but getting it torturously close to her pussy. Whenever Kat tried to squat as low as her bondage allowed, **** for the vibrator on her pussy, Samantha would laugh and pull it away.

“Please, Mistress, please!” Kat said pleadingly as she moved her ass as if she were twerking. She instantly stopped when Samantha grabbed her hair and pulled her head back again.

“Not before I get mine,” she said with a lusty growl in her ear. “Beg to eat my pussy, bitch!” she added as she gave Kat’s ass a swat with her hand and went back to teasing her with the vibrator.

“Please, Mistress, please let me eat your pussy! Let me eat your pussy, please, Mistress!”

Samantha smiled as she pulled down her thong, and then Kat’s. “I love it when you beg me,” she purred into Kat’s ear as she released her from the cross. “Come on,” she said as she hooked the front D-ring of Kat’s collar and led her over to the bed. “Eat me,” she ordered as she sat on the edge of the bed with her legs spread.

“Yes, Mistress,” Kat replied as she dropped to her knees and buried her face between Samantha’s legs. She began to kiss Samantha’s inner thighs as she inhaled the earthy scent of Samantha’s arousal.

Samantha looked down at Kat, her once a United Earth Agent, now kneeling before her as a submissive and willing ****.. She could feel the chill of the air brush against her exposed pussy, sending shivers up her spine. The scent of Kat's arousal mingling with her own was heady and intoxicating.

Kat's lips gently brushed against her inner thighs, the softness of her tongue igniting a spark that traveled straight to Samantha's core. "That's right, you whore," she purred, her voice laced with a sadistic edge. Samantha tangled her fingers in Kat's silky hair, urging her closer. "You want a taste of your mistress, don't you?"

Kat's only response was a muffled moan, but that was all the answer Samantha needed. She tilted her hips, granting Kat better access as her warm breath teased her clit. Her heart hammered against her chest, anticipation mounting in every fiber of her being. Finally, Kat's tongue grazed her swollen bud, and the sensation was like a bolt of lightning.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" Samantha cried out, her back arching off the bed. Kat's tongue danced and swirled around her clit, every flick of her talented tongue sending white-hot heat coursing through her veins. "Yes, just like that, you filthy slut," she moaned, tightening her grip on Kat's hair.

Kat's tongue plunged deeper, escaping her lips only for a moment to suckle on her engorged clit. Samantha couldn't help but thrust her hips forward, craving more of the exquisite agony Kat was inflicting upon her. Her nails dug into the sheets, and her toes curled in ecstasy as the first wave of orgasm crashed over her.

"That's it, bitch," Samantha hissed, her voice low and guttural. "Make your Mistress cum." Golden stars exploded behind her eyelids as her entire body tensed, toes curling with pleasure. The room seemed to spin, and for a brief, heady moment, she felt invincible.

“Did I please you, Mistress?” Kat asked before licking her lips. Samantha gave her a cold smile as she stood and again went to the dresser. This time, she took out a long, thick black strap-on. She stepped into the harness, pulled it up her legs, and secured it in place.

“On the bed, on all fours,” she ordered as she snapped her fingers and pointed to the bed with one hand. With the other, she slowly stroked the silicone monster that now hung between her legs. “I’m going to fuck you senseless.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Kat said as she quickly crawled up onto the bed and got on all fours. She felt the mattress shift as Samantha knelt behind her, and she let out a quiet moan as she felt the head of the large dildo press and rub against her entrance.

“God, look at how wet you are,” Samantha laughed as she used both hands to give Kat two simultaneous swats on the ass. “You’re a needy little slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress! I’m a needy slut. Please, please fuck me!” Kat said as she moved her hips, rubbing her entrance over the head of the dildo. Samantha grabbed Kat’s hips and thrust hers forward, pushing the large dildo all the way into Kat, only stopping when her hips slammed into Kat’s ass. As Kat’s howling moan of pleasure filled the air, Samantha began to mercilessly fuck Kat, both hands gripping and pulling her long, silky hair for added leverage.

“That’s it bitch! Take it! Take your Mistress’s cock and love it!”

What will happen next? Answer in comments.

A) Samantha and Kat attend a ball

B) President Tyler makes use of his ****

C) Kat makes an official public appearance with Samantha

D) Something else, what?