Whorish American Women-Part One - Sex Stories

Whorish American Women-Part One

... Aisha, tackling her to the ground and trying to pin her down.

Aisha is caught off-guard by Julie's sudden move, but she quickly regains her composure. She smirks as she feels the young girl's body pressing against her, her strength no match for Aisha's experience.

"Oh, you want to play rough, do you?" Aisha purrs, her voice low and taunting. "Very well, little firecracker. Let's see how long you can keep up this fight."

As Julie struggles to keep Aisha pinned down, the older woman manages to slip out from under her grasp. She grabs Julie by the arm, twisting it painfully behind her back. Julie cries out in pain, her body writhing in agony as Aisha's grip tightens.

Aisha's eyes gleam with excitement as she continues to dominate her captive audience. She takes pleasure in the power she holds over these two women, forcing them to submit to her every desire. As Aisha maneuvers Brenda's body, she moves with a fluid grace that comes from years of experience. She knows exactly how to manipulate her pet's body for maximum effect, eliciting gasps and cries of pain from the younger woman. "You like this, don't you?" Aisha purrs into Brenda's ear. "Having your body used and abused for my pleasure." Brenda whimpers softly in response, unable to deny the strange thrill that goes through her at being used this way. She hates how easily Aisha manipulates her, but she also knows that any resistance will only lead to further suffering. Aisha moves closer to Brenda, trailing her ...

... hands down the side of her body before cupping one of her breasts harshly. Brenda gasps in pain and tries to pull away, but Aisha holds onto her tightly. "You're mine now," Aisha growls into her ear. "And you will do as I command, or you will suffer the consequences."

Brenda swallows hard, the memory of the punishment still fresh in her mind. She knows that resistance is futile, and so she forces herself to relax under Aisha's touch. Aisha grins wickedly at this show of obedience. "Good. Now, bend over for me." Brenda does as she's told, bending over with her hands on the floor and her ass presented to Aisha. She hates how easily she follows these commands, but she knows she has no other choice.

Aisha moves behind Brenda, trailing her hands over her back and down to her hips. She grips them tightly, pulling them up until Brenda is on tiptoes. "That's it," Aisha growls into her ear. "Present yourself to me like the obedient little bitch you are." Brenda whimpers softly, hating how aroused this humiliation makes her feel. She knows that no matter how much she hates it, her body betrays her desires each time.

Aisha continues to dominate Brenda and Julie, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she forces them into submission. She takes pleasure in the sounds of their pain and fear, knowing that they're suffering for defying her.

Aisha moves back to the riding crop, her eyes never leaving the two captives. Aisha's dark eyes gleam with satisfaction as she holds the riding ...