Asian Amy Pt. 05 - Sex Stories

Asian Amy Pt. 05

... was forced to succumb to her first orgasm of the evening.

Amy removed her wet fingers, wiped them off on her bare thigh, and then told the diva that she was clean. "Didn't find anything in there," she said. "Back on your knees, ma'am.

The Princess reapplied the cuffs and shackles and then walked towards the telephone that was next to one of the recliners. "I have to make a call to my supervisor," she said.

The diva was humiliated as she knelt and tried to recover from her orgasm. "Do I have to cross my ankles?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am."

Amy picked up the phone and dialed the suite next door. Shareese answered on the second ring and Amy asked -loud and clear so that Sweetness could hear her- what she wanted her to do about the woman she had detained in the suite. "You want me to cut her loose, or what?"

Shareese began to ask yes or no questions that were specific to what might have happened in the suite next door. When she appeared to be done with her inquiries, Amy said: "Yes, I can hold."

This intentional stall tactic was designed to make the prisoner uneasy as she knelt there half naked. Amy took the time to watch the diva squirming around in her chains and when she looked exasperated enough, the Princess told her that she could get off of her knees and go sit in the corner. "Feet on the wall with your knees touching your breasts, please," she demanded. "This might take a while."

The diva was glad to get off of her knees and she shuffled into the ...

... corner and assumed the new position that, to Amy, looked only slightly less comfortable than her previous one. After about seven more minutes, Shareese told Amy to put her on speaker. "Bring the bitch in," the Mistress said loudly.

Sweetness's head snapped towards the phone and she looked genuinely worried now, and Amy could not hide her delight. "Want me to let her get dressed?" she asked the Mistress.

"No fucking way," Shareese barked. "Bring the bitch to me in her underwear and chains. We are just gonna strip her anyway."

"Will do, Mistress," Amy said and hung up the phone. "Looks like you will be serving some time for your little mistake last night," she told the diva.

"Fuck me," she said and her heart started pounding with excitement.

Amy helped her to her feet, grabbed her by the elbow and led her to the adjoining door.

The Diva Gets Dominated

When Shareese opened the door, Amy remembered how intimidating and beautiful the Mistress looked when she was in full dominatrix mode. She wore a black corset and thigh-high boots with a five-inch heel; black gloves that covered her elbows; and a black mask that covered her face from her nose up. "Bring the prisoner in," she said, coldly. She looked the pop star up and down and took special note of her recent pedicure; French tips definitely fueled her foot fetish. "Get her on her knees right here," she demanded, tapping the ground with a riding crop that was looped around her wrist.

"Yes, Mistress," Amy said, ...