Still Waters

Akino was so good at driving Carmen wild with her touch that you might have thought she had a manual. It seemed like she knew the exact, right spot to touch with tongue. The exact way to slide their bodies along each other. Which sensations and which parts of her she could rub against for the greatest effect. It all left Carmen shivering on the bed, despite the fact that the room was so pleasantly warm. And she knew it was only going to get worse. Or better.

For a moment, as Akino pulled back her bottom and let her soaking sex become exposed to the steamy air, Carmen thought they might be taking a little break in the torture, that her mistress would be happy to give her undiluted pleasure for a change. She certainly wouldn't complain about it. Her muscles tensed up, her breath halted, she prepared for the plunge, then...nothing. Absolutely nothing. There was tease, and it was followed by denial.

She let out a frustrated groan, but didn't even get halfway through before her lover started to crawl up her body and put her in a very, familiar position. Granted, the last time she was staring straight at Akino's ass, there had been a bikini in the way, thin as it was. Carmen thought she was going for another facesit, but she squashed that thought, quick - Akino wasn't the type to repeat herself.

Sure enough, Carmen was 'treated' to a tight squeeze, as powerful thighs once again bore down on her neck. It had just finished recovering from the last constriction, and these new headscissors only brought all the pain screaming back. Carmen's gagged and tried to take in more air, but the little she could force in was filled with Akino's musky aroma - she'd even found a way to dominate her from the inside out.

Her hands came up automatically, trying to pry those thighs apart, looking for any sign of give. They found none.

Akino couldn't help but giggle at the sound of Carmen's frustrated groan while she moved to synch in the headscissor. It was a fun little reminder that Carmen's pleasure, or lack thereof was entirely in Akino's control.

But still, perhaps that pleasure wouldn't be denied to her for much longer. Carmen's head was securely trapped between Akino's thighs, but the rest of her slave's body was set out right before her like a delicious buffet. All she had to do was decide which delectable dish to start with.

Her train of thought was momentarily broken as she felt Carmen's hands attempt to pry her legs, though they wouldn't budge. "Comfortable back there, my beloved?" she asked somewhat teasingly. Turning her attention back to Carmen's body, Akino then brought her hands to latch onto her lover's breasts once again, and began to slowly massage them with her palms and fingers.

But she didn't stop there. Leaning down, Akino touched the tip of her tongue against her toned stomach, and she began to drag it over her abs, almost as if she were cleaning the sweat from the woman's core. And after several seconds her tongue would begin to move closer and closer to her waistline, with her main course close in sight. She then suddenly stopped, eyeing the soaked mound before her.

"Do you want to cum, Carmen-chan?" she asked, hovering her lips right over her pussy. "If so, you'll have to submit, and ask very nicely." It was basically a vague way of saying she wanted Carmen to beg. And as if to encourage her lover toward doing just that, she clamped down to apply even more pressure with the headscissor while she waited for her response.

If Akino was trying to remind Carmen that she was in control or demonstrated her complete dominance, she needn't have bothered. The point couldn't have been more beautifully illustrated by everything she'd been doing for the past twenty or so minutes. There was no question who was pulling the leash, here.

Once again, Carmen's body was faced with a painful choice - tighten up and try to fight the power of her pulsing thighs, or give in to the gentle caresses of her massaging hands and get knocked out all the sooner? The feel of those fingers tips playing against her nipples, softly kneeding into her delicate flesh, rubbing against the muscles underneath...Carmen thought it was impossible to top.

She was wrong.

It wasn't just the feel of Akino's tongue playing over her abs, as good as that was. They were still a little tender from a workout earlier, so that soft touch was especially sensitive, setting off all the right nerves. Carmen tried to sigh, but it got caught up in her compressed throat, only coming out as a weak wheeze.

No, as amazing as it was, it was the anticipation that really drove her crazy, as Akino drew nearer and nearer her sex and the sweet release she was craving. The dam was ready to burst at a moment's notice, all it needed was the right opening in the right spot and it would come crashing down. For that, begging was a small price to pay. If she could do it.

"Pl...please..." She struggled to squeeze the words. "Please, let me...please..."

Akino gave a light purr as Carmen squeezed out the words and begged her mistress for sweet release. She kept her lover's head trapped between her thighs, but released the pressure on the headscissor to allow her to breathe.

And without wasting another moment, Akino extended her tongue and licked right along her slit, finally tasting her juices for the first time. Simply delicious. Aiming to get as much of that taste as she possibly could, Akino then darted her tongue right into Carmen's pussy and immediately began to lick away at her walls.

Her tongue probed around inside her lover, seeking to find all the perfect spots to give her the most pleasure she could. And to add some assistance, Akino occasionally moaned while she licked, her voice vibrating against Carmen's sex.

Carmen had been a far better toy than any other Akino had played with before, and it was only fair she be properly rewarded as such. And so Akino continued to devour her lover vigorously, pleasuring the woman beneath her to the best of her ability with her tongue, while getting well-acquainted with the taste of her tender flesh.

"Cum for me, Carmen-chan." Akino said, once again using her voice to send sweet vibrations against her sex when she spoke, while working to bring the woman closer and closer to an orgasm with each passing second.

Carmen was free, but she wasn't really free. Akino loosened up her legs enough for her to breathe and voice her real submission, give her the total dominance they both craved, but escape was still an unlikely prospect. Even if they were weakened, her legs still posessed tremendous power and efficiency. One squeeze, and the pain would return in full.

Fortunately, passionately, amazingly, Akino seemed done with inflicting pure pain for the moment. Here came the pleasure, and it promised to be sweet.

Carmen's breath paused for a moment as a wet, eager, playful tongue slid over her slit and drank her like fine. She rubbed her legs together and closed her eyes, managing a pleased expression through the pain coursing in her veins. It probed deep and wiggled through her like a living thing, like it had a mind of its own and a goal to plumb her as deeply as it could, and Carmen was wrapped up in every sensation;

Akino ordered Carmen to cum, but she didn't need that to make the demand, any more than she would have to command a ball to roll downhill or force water to take the shape of its container. It was inevitable

Carmen's voice devolved into a slur of unimaginable babbling as the orgasm took hold of her and set every nerve through her loins of fire. She bucked about the bed, then arhced her back as the feeling seized her and every muscle swelled to its peek, flexing and tightening so much that she almot thought it could burst through her pale skin. She let out one, final shriek at the end, then let the waves roll through, as a calming prensense dominated her mind.

Just like that, it was done.

Akino's tongue did its job to perfection, and it wasn't long before Carmen's orgasm washed over. Her shriek echoed throughout the room, no doubt audible to anyone who happened to be in the surrounding rooms. But that didn't matter. To Akino, all that existed right now was the two of them and the room they inhabited.

Akino drank down every last drop that entered her mouth, and licked around her lips to get any that remained on her face. She then moved her tongue back between Carmen's legs again, lapping up the excess juices on her thighs and womanhood just as Carmen had done for Akino earlier.

Once the last of it had been cleaned up, Akino moved off of her lover, only to turn around and straddle her again. She smiled down as she looked into Carmen's eyes, then leaned down and lightly placed her lips against hers. The kiss wasn't as completely smothering and aggressive as some of the others the two had shared, but it was passionate. And after a moment, Akino nibbled on Carmen's bottom lip before pulling back from the kiss.

"How was that, my beloved?" she asked, bringing a hand to brush away a bit of hair on Carmen's face before gently caressing it. Of course she already knew the answer to her question. Carmen's body had already shown just how much she'd loved it. But she wanted to hear it from her lover's lips.

Carmen was in a daze, not completely cognizant of what was going on in the surrounding room. Akino's tongue was lapping her up and cleaning the mess it had made, something she seemed extraordinarily skilled at.

Not that it was any of her business, but she had to wonder where her little Japanese lover had picked up such experience from. While she was hardly the youngest woman Carmen had ever come across in the club, most of the newer girls were less outgoing, submissives, just getting their feet wet and not ready for a full plunge. Akino was neck deep, and it looked like she'd been in there for a while. Carmen wanted to compare their journies in a calmer moment. A rare chance to talk about the lifestyle with someone on her own level.

Carmen stayed in place as Akino spun around and took a seat on her chest once again, settling down on a willing thrown. Kisses followed, and she treasured them, even as her body continued to fade in the afterglow. Her descent wasn't steady - it was dotted with spikes, little rises in passion on the way back down.

"Divino." She gave Akino a kiss on the knee, before laying back and closing her eyes as she settled into the luxurious bed. She did not envy whoever was going to have to change these sheets and clean up. "Divine. Simply divine, querida."

"Glad to hear it." Akino replied, smiling as her knee was kissed. She had spent quite a good deal of time dominating her slave physically, making her submit to a large assortment of holds, and now she had conquered her sexually as well. If she hadn't felt like she'd earned this throne before, she certainly did now.

The sheets were soaked with the two women's sweat and cum, though Akino certainly didn't mind. If anything, it was just a testament to how amazing the night had been for the both of them.

She shifted back onto Carmen's lap, then pulled on the leash of her collar to pull her up into a sitting position, before kissing her lover once again. And after a moment, she'd break the kiss and move her moth to Carmen's ear, nibbling a bit on her earlobe before whispering, "Do you have enough strength to please your mistress one more time?"

Carmen sat up with the pull of her leash as Akino plopped down in her lap and their sensitive and sensuos flesh rubbed together, sliding along with the sweat. Her arms fell to her sides, limp as dishrags, but not because she was tired. She was simply dazed, swept away in the carnal whirlwind that was Akino. She seriously doubted she could keep up with a woman like this on a regular basis, but she desperately wanted to try.

She placed gentle kisses on Akino's neck as her ear was nibbled and their breasts met between them, sliding along, nipple to nipple, exchanging raw energy with every touch. The question was such a simple one that Carmen answered it without even thinking. "Of course."

She'd reached the magic spot where the idea of displeasing Akino was unthinkable. It came naturally, like breathing and blinking.

Akino let out a slight moan as Carmen's lips made contact with her neck, and their breasts rubbed and slid against each other. She then began to lightly grind her hips against her lover's basking in the blissful feeling of the friction between their tender flesh.

And at hearing Carmen's answer, Akino's lips curled into a smile. "Good girl." she replied. Considering all the two had done already, she would have completely understood if Carmen had been too tired to carry on. But her decision showed she was devoted to making sure she pleased her mistress to the best of her ability.

Akino then placed a hand on Carmen's chest and pushed her back down onto her back, and began to crawl up her body until her hips were right above her lover's head. "Make me feel good with that tongue of yours again, Carmen-chan." she said, before descending down to sit on Carmen's face again, with her wet sex right over her mouth.

She had considered a few alternatives, having already used Carmen's face as her seat once earlier. However, though she'd made several women pleasure her with their tongues before, none had ever done it as well as Carmen. And she simply had to experience it again.