Asian Amy Pt. 05 - Sex Stories

Asian Amy Pt. 05

... to soap up the woman's crotch.

When Amy could sense that her prisoner was about to cum, she would move her hands to her ass and give that a good soaping. The frustrating shower continued for fifteen more minutes when Amy finally turned off the water.

The Princess dried the helpless woman off with a robust hotel towel and then told her to get back on her knees at the foot of the bed. With her hands still bound tightly behind her back, she once again assumed the kneeling position. Amy dried herself off and then put on a fluffy hotel robe that was hanging in one of the closets. She put her uniform, boots and all of the other items she had brought with her to the arrest into the duffle bag and grabbed a thick leather collar.

"The Mistress will be requiring you to wear this," Amy said, and buckled it around the diva's neck. It was another one of the pop star's requests.

This brought on more arousal and heavy breathing from the kneeling woman who asked to have it tightened. "Just a little bit, please," she said.

Amy tightened the collar another notch and then clipped off the zip ties that bound the diva's wrists. She tossed a set of blue scrubs on her lap and said: "Put them on, please."

Sweetness quickly got into the tight-fitting scrubs that actually made her look somewhat like a prisoner. The flimsy pants were tight around her curvy thighs and bubble butt and they ended at her rock-hard calves.

Amy handcuffed her hands behind her back and attached a short ...

... leash to a ring on her collar. Then, she pulled down on her shoulders until she was kneeling again.

"It's time to go. You will be walking there on your knees," she told her and gave the leash a modest tug in the direction of the living room.

"You get the bitch cleaned up?" Shareese asked Amy, looking down at the sub. She was waiting for them on the other side of the door.

"I did, Mistress," she answered and handed her the leash.

Shareese pulled Sweetness through the doorway and tugged her to the middle of the room. The prisoner awkwardly shuffled behind her on her knees. "Remove her cuffs," she said.

Amy used a key that was in her breast pocket to unlock the handcuffs. The divas hands had been bound behind her back for nearly an hour and her shoulders were tight. The zip ties had caused red rings to form around her wrists that she was trying to rub out while she knelt before her Mistress.

"Are you enjoying yourself, slut?" Shareese asked.

"It's been a good experience so far, Mistress."

"As you are well aware, you have been sentenced to punishment for the illegal distribution of alcohol to a minor. You will serve the majority of your sentence completely naked and you will not speak unless you are addressed by Princess Amy or me. Are we clear?"

The diva nodded submissively.

"Words, cunt. Use your words," the Mistress said and cracked her back with the riding crop.

"Ahh!," she cried. "Yes, Mistress."

"Take those clothes off and get back on your ...