Private Practice

Femie chortled as Ninjette went down and she stalked towards the girl with a haughty gait. She grinned at Kozue as she sat up and quickly Femie pushed a foot against the girl's modest chest to try and force her back onto her back.

"Ohoho! This is how you like it, ma chere?" Femie teased, trying to push her big toe onto Kozue's exposed nipple.

Of course, Femie's foot were soft, too. That didn't surprise Kozue at all. What did surprise her was how deft she was with it, how expertly she worked away on her with nothing but a toe, and how amazing powerful the 'dainty' woman looked as she stood over Kozue with that proud look playing across her perfect features. There was something indescribably exciting about having this woman trying to take control over her, and while she couldn't quite put it into words, Kozue knew she wanted more. She still wasn't sure whether she preferred to dominate or be dominated, but she was certainly starting to swing one way over the other.

"Ah..." Kozue didn't give Femie a verbal answer, but she didn't really need to. Her body spoke loud and clear, letting the therapist know exactly how much Kozue liked it as she writhed around under the foot, toes curling and back arching. Her hands came up and grabbed at Femie's ankle, but it was more of a token show of resistance than anything. She couldn't quite find the strength to push her away. Not at the moment.

Femie bit her lip and lifted her head up to look down at Kozue from over her nose. She had a superior stance and her body language was commanding, but there was excitement in her eyes and her cheeks flushed with desire more than anything.

Her toe carefully rubbed along Kozue's nipple, trying to stiffen it as much as possible. Her toes curled inwardly and sank into what little flesh was there to form Kozue's budding mound. Her foot seemed to work as deftly as any hand and soon she was even squeezing the bullet nub between her toes while she rubbed the Ninjette's breast with the rest of her foot.

"Nnnn...." She seemed to purr from her throat even as she kept her lips closed, carefully watching Kozue and her own actions, meeting Kozue's gaze to let her know that this was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to what Femie could and would do to and for the Ninjette.

Yeah, there was that look that Kozue liked. Femie had that gaze, like she wanted to take her apart piece by piece and just swallow her in chunks. As much as she loved the Belgian's voice and enjoyed talking with her, there was something to be said for silence, too. It made her so powerful. Wild. Feral. Dominant. Promising so much more in those commanding eyes. She had no idea how this night was going to end, but she was eager to find out.

Kozue's hands massaged Femie's ankle, trying to give her at least something in return for the expert job her toes were doing. It was as if her body was just a finely tuned instrument, made to be played by a set of toes. Femie squeezed, Kozue sighed. Femie rubbed her nipple, Kozue clenched her teeth. Femie dug her toes deep into the flesh, Kozue closed her eyes and rolled her head around in euphoric bliss.

"Not sure what part of you I like most," She tried to stifle a moan and failed, letting it spill out over her lips."But your foot's making a convincing argument." Kozue wouldn't be Kozue without a little quip every now and then, but in this case humor was the only thing keeping her from drowning in pleasure. She bit her lip, trying to hold onto her resitance, and started to sit up once again, putting some real effort into the fight against Femie's foot this time. As good as it felt, she was certain there were things they could do that would feel even better, and she was anxious to try them out, too.

"Ohoho!"

Femie chortled, her hungry look fading briefly as she laughed. "And you would have scoffed at me if I had said I only needed a toe to beat you, ma chere! Ohoho!" She felt Kozue begin to resist and helped her out, yanking her foot as she was pushed to bring it down and resting between the Ninjette's legs.

She let her toe rub the folds of Kozue's clothed sex for a brief moment before she pulled away and dropped down to her knees, straddling one of Kozue's legs. Her hungry stare returned and she licked her lips. "You'd be surprised what things you can do with parts of your body you never thought about using." Femie purred and eyed Kozue's partially nude form.

"Pfft!" Kozue made the most confident laugh she could pull off while she was caught in throes of wild passion. Didn't quite work. She shot her leg up and gave Femie a quick slap on the butt with her foot, wishing she could've been behind her to view the result. "I'm not beat yet, counselor."

She was saying that, sure, but it was a little hard to argue when Femie was well on the way to working her into a frenzy with only one foot. Kozue thought she might get a little respite when Femie moved that foot away, but she really should have known better - Femie was just changing targets.

"Christ..." She gasped as her sex was rubbed, but the feeling was fleeting - this was a master tease she was dealing with, here. The next thing she knew, the temptress was on her leg, weighing her down and looking just about ready to claim her prize.

As hot as it was, it was the only moment Kozue had where her most heated zones weren't being ruthlessly rubbed. If she was going to do something, now was the time. "Don't know about that, Fem." She brought her freed leg up, curled it towards her chest, and shot the heel at Femie's stomach, getting a little payback for the knee she'd taken a few moments ago. "Getting pretty good at using my body."

"Ouughh!"

Femie's eyes widened as Kozue drilled her foot into her taught stomach. Coughing a bit, Femie instantly doubled over onto her side, clutching her stomach. That was a good shot and it hurt like hell. The Belgian rolled onto her knees and pressed her forehead into the canvas as her puffs of hair hid her anguish. She kicked her legs behind her even as her butt stuck in the air.

Still, she hoped that Kozue didn't feel bad. It was exactly what Femie hoped Kozue would do. She'd get over the pain. Eventually.

"Merde, merde, merde..."

Kozue might have felt bad about the gut-check she'd just given Femie, if the Belgian hadn't given her similar treatment only a few moments ago. She was new to this sort of thing, but the concept was simple enough - she had no intention of beating her bloody, but when they said 'rough', they meant 'rough'.

"I know, I know." She crawled over behind Femie and crawled over her back, sliding her chest along it, slithering over her like a snake. Kozue reached under Femie's shoulders and snagged a breast with both hands, gripping them nice and tight and letting her fingers explore their softness. Kozue sighed at the touch, letting her hot breath cascade over the back of her neck. She brought her hips against Femie's and slid along her ass, working up some fricton.

"Ohohoho." She snickered in a lewd, deeper version of Femie's trademark, with a decent Belgian impression to color it.

Femie was in no position to protest when she felt the weight of Kozue's lithe body press against her own. She blushed and sighed as well as Kozue grabbed her ample breasts. A moan escaped her mouth and she grinned. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes fluttered. kozue's contact with her body was perfect and Femie wanted more.

She planted her hands against the canvas and pushed back, rubbing her butt into the Ninjette's lap, trying to grind against the girl. It might not do much now, but Femie knew what she was doing. "I like it, Kozue..." Femie purred in response to the laugh. "But, you have a long way to go if you want to emulate me!"

Femie pulled her butt in and then jammed it into Kozuel's lap. She pushed up with her hands to try and force Kozue into a sitting position. Femie spred her legs to help them keep a balance and then she threw her arm back and reached for Kozue's hair, trying to grab tightly into it and hold them in place.

Kozue alternated between rough squeezes and gentle caresses as she kneaded Femie's flesh between her digits, only occasionaly stopping to tweak her nubs with a thumb. Part of it was simple teasing, trying to get a rise out the Belgian Beauty by doing what she would want done to her if they switched positions. Part of it was strategy, keeping her locked in place, trying to stop her from wriggling away. And part of it was that she honestly wasn't sure which she preferred. She felt almost like a child messing around with play dough - once she got her hands on those luscious breast, so tender that they almost seemed to melt over her fingers, she couldn't let go.

Judging from the noises Femie made, she didn't want to be let go, either. There were few layers of clothes between them that stifled the experience as their bodies rubbed together, but that didn't bother Kozue too much. If anything, it just served to make her even more tempted, like she was getting a preview to the main event. With every thrust, she became hotter. Wilder. More anxious. She was willing to show those feelings, too, as she ran her tongue all the way up the back of Femie's neck and savored her taste.

She just started to laugh along with Femie when she suddenly got more of Femie's fine ass than she could handle slapping hard into her lap. All of the sudden, she wasn't in control anymore - she was up, she was stunned, and her hair was being yanked by the seductress in front of her. "Owowowowhairshitowowowofuck!"

She kept one hand gripped tight on Femie's breast, digging in deep, while her other reeled back and gave her a quick punch in the stomach, trying to make her let go.