who first on Yasmin hit list? How does she celebrate her victory
She celebrates in the bath house
Yasmin sat in the hot tub of the bath house as a female slave ate her out.
Yasmin looked at the belt that laid next to her, She touched it gently, "It's all mine."
She chuckled as she drank some of her champagne. She pulled the skinny slave by the hair. The slave was grasping for breath, "Did I say you could stop!"
"No mistress but I can't breath!"
She shoved her head back down, "I don't care less air means less air for all that ass in your ass. Keep going!"
She lean her head back and said as she felt the slave girl licking her clit, "Yeah that's the spot."
Soon another woman got into the hot tub. Yasmin open her eyes and was furious at what she saw.
It was
Jessy
She's 5.5
and white
Around 19 years old
Triple D breast
Body type- Nicely shaped body, big triple D tits and a huge but gorgeous ass.
Hazel eyes and light brown hair that goes to her shoulders.
Her parents were from sweden but she was raised in England, so she has a bit of an english accent. She doesn't like fighting much but enjoys dominating an appointent, or sometimes being dominated. She wears a tight pair of blue jeans and a black shirt.
Moves:
Suffication: She buries the foe's head in her massive chest until they give up.
The super fist- It when she fist a girls pussy and use pressure points with her fingers as her hand deep inside a woman. This is how she like to finish women and make them give up.
Yasmin saw as her huge ass getting into the tub, sitting down enjoying the warm water.
Yasmin got up, pushing the poor slave girl out of the way and got into Jessie's face, "What the fuck you think you doing?"
Jessie looked and said in her cute little british accent, "What does it look like? I'm having a quick soak."
Jessie closed her eyes to enjoy the bath when Yasmin pulled her by the hair,
"Hey watch cunt face!"
Yasmin slapped Jess' big ass, "I mean this! How dare you have...that thing...soaking in the same water as my beautiful ass."
"What you mean my arse?"
Jessie looked at Yasmin almost mocking her, "Beauty ain't she I think I got it from my dad's side of the family. Mum always had a small as..."
Yasmin pulled Jessie by the hair harder, "Do you think I joking you British slut! I want you leave right now and get a treadmill instead of the couch you usually sit on and work on that ass or I'll..."
"Or you want? This bathhouse is neutral ground you couldn't hurt me if you could. We all know about your threats that you made in the ring and frankly me and the rest of the gals aren't scared of you because sooner later that belt of your is coming off! So bugger-off!"
Jessie pushed Yasmin off her which Yasmin replied by slowly getting moving back, "Just you wait. You can't stand in this bath house forever and come next week me and you along with the rest of you lard asses will see how proper exercise has made me the champ and you as the same old cum buckets you always are."
Jessie waved her hand in dismissal as she sat back down "Yeah and till then sodder off!"
Yasmin gave a frustrated growl as she walked leaving the bath house as Jessie soaked in the tub.
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