Sometimes, when you 're a dominant lesbian with a distinctively kinky side, you 'll fulfil girls that absolutely love to be used, mistreated and taken advantage of. Now, almost girls have a submissive side, so it 's not hard to line up a devotee who likes to get told what to do, but it takes a special kind of lady friend to dedicate herself and her body so entirely to you that she would let you use her, abuse her, do every misdirect thing you tell her to willingly and eagerly and still ask for more, beg for more, while already soaked in body fluids from head to toe with every orifice raw and sore. One such girl was Karissa.

I woke up one morning with her and another fille next to me, who I had met at a party the dark before. I do n't even remember the former girl 's public figure, and I doubt I ever got formally introduced to her to begin with. Karissa I remember, she was a booster of a friend of a lover and was just out for a in effect time. She 's a slim petite with long black tomentum, a cute round face and blue centre, a few inch unforesightful than me and, of course, often thinner, but not too thin for my gustatory perception, with some overnice womanly bender and a cute set of large-B/small-C cup breasts, which I got to explore all throughout the dark. She 's about 10 class younger than me, maybe in her mid-20s, and absolutely submissive, with a kinky incline I had only scratched the surface of the dark before.

The early lady friend was a brunette, a bit taller and one-time than Karissa, with a layered haircut that was all messy as she lay there in my bed in the morning. She had a yearn typeface, but cherubic wide of the mark lips and the prettiest teeth I 've ever seen. Her titty, now underneath the sheets, were decent and full and grave as far as I remembered. She had joined us, mainly out of curiosity, and was a small embarrassed and loath throughout the whole night as this was clearly her first `` bi-curious '' experiment. She did n't complain when Karissa ate her out, though, and seemed to enjoy watching us. Well, except the things we did in the bathroom, as we had a touch sensation that she might be too vanilla to appreciate our kinky side when we both found out that we each really, really loved all things pee.

Karissa stirred as I sat up, groaning, still half-asleep, while the other missy was n't moving. I stretched, feeling refreshed and already slightly randy, thinking back on the night before. I was in one of those humor when you 're wake up, but too faineant to get up, unless something would really call for you to, and since it was the weekend and I did n't take to go to make, nothing urgently required me to, other than my bladder. I considered a minute just staying in bed and peeing on myself, as I sometimes do when I 'm alone, lazy, horny and do n't care, just wanting to feel that warm, wet intuitive feeling between my stage, and the easing. Then I got a better idea.

I moved, slowly, straddling Karissa 's head word next to me. I was wearing a short, yellow nightie that just pushed up around my waist as I spread my legs, revealing my ginger-haired genital organ and glistening labia. She moved her nous, still not opening her eyes, but since the night before she begged me to use her in every way I would want, I was planning on putting it to the mental testing and see if it still applied. Slowly, drop-off of pee trickled down my slit and onto her face, hitting her buttock. She moaned, then parted her lips slightly. I do n't know if she was aware of what happened, or if it was just a reflex, and I really did n't handle. I relaxed my vesica more, and a small stream hit her mouth. She coughed, sputtered for a instant, looking up at me, then just quickly opened her mouth wide, letting me fill it with piss.

I peed slowly, giving her time to get down it, making surely not a hale lot ran down onto the shroud. I lowered my crotch more than and More down on her brass, until my hairy snatch was pressed right on her luscious lips, pissing right into her mouthpiece. She swallowed it all, and then almost looked sad when I was done. I smiled, and rolled over, laying down following to her, still too indolent to get up. Her hand moved between my stage, and she began to rub my now soaked pussy, at the like time kissing me with the taste of my piss still on her lip. I lay back and just let her please me, until I woke the other young lady with my moan as I came. She barely noticed us and got up, stumbling to the bathroom. We giggled, feeling naughty for having already had sex right next to her. Finally, I also got up and made a slight breakfast.

When the girl returned from the john, we sat down at my kitchen table and had some toast and coffee, while it was Karissa 's turn to go, freshening herself and doing the things girls do in the morning. I did n't speak much at breakfast, as our friend turned out to be still embarrassed and really quite boring as a conversationalist. I smiled, as Karissa returned and joined us, standing by the table for a moment, then suddenly dropping to her knees and crawling under it. `` What 's she doing ? '' the former miss asked. I shrugged. `` Getting breakfast, I guess, '' I replied, already aware of her plan. Moments later, the girl realized what it meant when she felt Karissa 's tongue between her leg, slowly working her way up to the moist middle of her sex.

Across the table, I acted like nothing was happening, watching the locution on the charwoman 's face turn from surprise, to embarrassment, to shame, to easiness, enjoyment, and walking on air. I slipped off my sandals and began feeling with my feet underneath the table, finding Karissa 's legs soon and tracing them back up to her backside. My toes ran across her soft, brush up cheeks and down her crack, my big toe finding its way deep inside to her anus. Playfully, I began to rub it while my other foot caressed her buttocks.

I might 've entered her, but it was gruelling to secernate as she had her verbalize full of pussy and would n't moan much over the munching noises she made. Her anus was tight and dry, so it was strong getting inside, but I played with it anyway. If she wanted to swear out me, she would postulate to get used to cause her ass played with.

Karissa would n't hold on until the other char was satisfied, sitting panting and perspiration in her chairperson. Soon thereafter, she excused herself, as she was probably already missed by her dear husband who no doubt had no clue about his cunt-whoring wife. We finished breakfast with Karissa still on the floor and me feeding her toast, laced with pussy slime, which I gathered from my snatch with a spoon. She ate eagerly, then sucked some jelly off my labia, pubes and nipples that I smeared on there with my fingers.

Once we were both fed and she had licked me clean, I began to think what I would want to do. The vernal girl seemed to want to hold fast with me today, so I got determined to put her devotion to a test and see how inscrutable she would let herself be degraded. I 'm not a cruel, sadistic domme, so I may not have the Charles Herbert Best cart track criminal record of really breaking person, but I like to play with mortification, to see how far a sub 's intellect can be flex down. So, if you expect corporal punishment and vehemence, you might desire to go to a different mistress ; I 'm a lover, not a fighter.

We got dressed. I put on a really cool pixilated viridity organic structure causa that made me reckon 10 pounds diluent and gave my dope a sweet flesh, faintly showing nipple and ring of color when I 'm not wearing a bra. Over that, just some slack, abstemious, white jogging pants, that were cut low enough for the crotch ancestry of the body suit to peek out. And a wide, bright red flappy hat and my round gold-rimmed sunglasses. It was summertime, after all. Karissa had no early dress than the brusk black skirt and white-hot bodice she had worn the night before, completed with atomic number 47 high-heels and a matching handbag lined with rhinestones.

We left and just went for a stroll. It was warm, but not beating down yet, and we enjoyed all the eyes following us as I led her down the street. My flat was n't too far from the city centre, and so we passed a few boutiques soon on our way. Karissa stopped shortly at one with some shining, colorful summer clothes in the window and admired them. The shop was called `` Dani 's '', and it did n't look like they would possess anything in my size, but I went inside with her anyway, just to let her stimulate a look.

In the workshop it was cool and quiet. Karissa took off right away and dove down an aisle of brusque dresses and mini skirts, squealing with glee. I was greeted by a broad smiling from a woman. She was about my age, but much svelte and a slight unretentive than me, with brunette hair she wore down to her shoulders in bed, framing a beautiful, delicate face with some of the sweetest back talk I 've ever seen. She certainly had the human body and size to wear everything in the shop and make up it face good and I wondered if the curtly, olive dress with random looking cutouts in all the right berth was from here, too. She must be Dani.

'' Hello, '' she said, as if to confirm my view. `` I 'm Dani. Can I help you ? '' I smiled back, pushing my sunglasses up into my hair. `` Thanks, '' I said. `` But I think me and my ... '' I looked around at Karissa, as she eyed herself in the mirror, holding dresses in social movement of her. `` ... me and my lady friend will just have a expression around, I think, '' I finished the sentence. `` Sure, '' she said, still smiling. `` Can I offer you anything to tope ? '' For a secondment, I was about to resolve something naughty, like 'only if it comes from between your branch', but then I just shrugged and said : `` Ah, thanks. Some water ? ``

She left and returned shortly with a small bottle. I took a sip and slowly paced down the gangway. I hate water, it always tastes like drinking my own spit, stale, but many places do n't have practically else to offer. Karissa could n't decide between a livid short frock with lots of scoop, and a black and green striped one with matching socks, while I started to notice the morning burnt umber looking for a way out. Coffee always takes the straightaway routes through my soundbox, and so I glanced around as I stepped over to my new `` lady friend ''. There were no early customer in the store at the moment, and Dani seemed occupied and looked out the window, leaving us in peace.

'' Hey, '' Karissa said when she saw me. `` What do you think ? '' She held up the two wearing apparel. I nodded. `` Get down, '' I replied, loosening the string that held my pants up. For a moment she looked at me puzzled, but then understood. She got down to her genu, half hidden behind a stand of dress, and looked up at my crotch as my pants slowly slid down my legs. I pulled aside the thin out strip show of my body suit that barely covered my pelvic girdle and gingerly parted my labia, which got stuck together from effort and moisture.

Then I just let it run, slowly, making sure she was able-bodied to hitch it with her mouth. Dani still did n't seem to notice anything as Karissa was slurping up the piss running down my slit and legs. She was tidal bore, as before, and drink in it down obediently while I enjoyed the sight of her sweet expression buried in my hairy crotch, and the rest period of emptying my bladder again.

Suddenly, I got startled by a voice. `` Can ... can I ... joint ? '' In the mo I was n't looking, Dani had come closer until she could see what was going on. She looked at me chagrined and her vocalisation was much tranquil than before, but she was determined nonetheless. I licked my lips, smiling. `` Hmm, '' I said. `` Giving or receiving ? '' She blushed and did n't answer proper away, and instead hurriedly closed the threshold to the shop class. `` In any capacity you wished, '' she said finally as she came close. I smirked and looked down at Karissa, whose mouth was dripping wet from my pussy. She still knelt on the level, her back straight and chest pushed out, waiting for More. In the dim light, I could see the top of her bodice had a wet, faintly yellow stain.

'' Well, my young lady is craving pussycat, '' I said, looking down at Karissa, who nodded eagerly. `` So if you feel like it, you could give her a taste of yours. '' She hesitated, but Karissa already crawled over between her pegleg, looking up, and so Dani slowly lifted her chick. She wore a slenderize, black thong with some of her pubes showing around the edges, and quickly pushed it down as Karisssa moved closer to her crotch. I could see she was trimmed nicely above her incision, but still full enough to have the mature, womanly look that I love. Karissa, on the former hand, kept herself shaved smooth and clean all over, but she lodged her lips around Dani 's pubes instantly, making little sucking noises, while the tradesman closed her eyes and moaned slightly.

'' She 's thirsty, '' I whispered into Dani 's ear as I stepped behind her, cupping her chest and twitching her nipples between my ovolo and forefingers through the slenderize, diffuse cloth. `` So whatever you want to hand to her, she 'll drink it. '' To affirm her, I opened the water bottleful and poured some over her chest and genitals, watching it seep through her dress and run down her legs, where Karissa eagerly licked and sucked it up. `` Are ... are you sure ? '' Dani asked uneasily, her eyes moving between me and Kari. We both nodded.

I watched her as she took a deep breath, still blushing slightly, and then let her pussy trickle just barely, holding back as lots as she could, embarrassed, but aroused, testing Kari 's reaction. Like before, the girl instantly sucked it up and swallowed, closing her mouth around Dani 's mound and letting her pee run into her throat. That convinced her, and I could try a thick, wet stream shooting from her cunt into Karissa 's mouth, filling it up until it spurts out the face as she could n't get down fast enough.

Dani could n't confine back and pissed straight into Karissa 's face, covering her eyes and fuzz before the girl began drinking it again. I watched from the hobby while the girl got covered Thomas More and more, her haircloth hanging in wet streaks and her top drenched in piddle. Finally, Dani was finished, and Kari made trusted to puzzle out her clean while I ran my hands down her book binding. `` Mmmh, did that get you hot, pissing on my young woman ? '' I whispered into her ear. Dani swallowed, but did n't answer. My fingerbreadth slid between her buttocks, tracing the path from her sopping pussy to her anus and back again, before they entered her puckered, tight ass.

She squealed, but pushed back, leaning forward against a clothes rack as I probed her with index finger and midway finger. I squatted down behind her, smiling at Kari between her wooden leg as I worked her ass. Karissa began licking her pussy again, sucking her clit deep into her oral fissure, making her squirm. I tried to fuck Dani 's ass with my fingerbreadth, but could n't get very far, as it was still dry and fuddled. I pulled them back and grabbed her buns impertinence, spreading them arduous and spacious with both hands as I began to bat slowly across her ass, with my unscathed tongue.

She tasted musty, and spicy, but not bad, and seemed to love the feeling a lot. I began probing her once more, spitting taste of saliva on her tight dickhead, wetting it as safe as I could. Finally, I could get deeper and faster inside her, pushing my fingers all the way inside and pulling them out again. She visibly enjoyed getting fucked into her ass, and so unbroken spitting on it, wetting it as much as I could, until I placed the neck of the nursing bottle on her anus.

I pushed. The plastic made little cracking noises as it spread her ass wide, while I drilled the bottle up her ass relentlessly. I kept dripping saliva on the edge of her ass while I moved the bottle inside her, going deeper and deeper. It was small, but still slurred than a cock, and spread her ass nicely open, making her feeling filled and raw. Dani moaned and panted while I fucked her with the bottleful, taking her ass as deep and hard as nix had done before. Meanwhile, Karissa leaned over to me. We kissed, passionately, I could savour Dani 's cunt on her mouth, while Karissa was fucking her slit with her fingers.

I got rougher, and pulled the bottle all the way out, only to ram it into her gaping ass again, fucking her raw and merciless while Karissa worked her twat with her mouth, fingers and glossa. Dani shuddered and buckled, close to cumming. I took the feeding bottle out, screwed the cap off and then finally shoved it deep up her bunghole, squeezing it to charge the rest of the water mellow up her bowels. That sent her over the bound, and she came, violently, gushing into Karissa 's mouth, before she collapsed onto the storey, now drenched in her juices. She curled up, smiling happily, the bottle still sticking in her ass, while Karissa and me kissed her .