So Anxious

“Fascinating.” Carmen said in the same tone, the same volume, the exact same way Akino had, peppered with her own Latin flavor. ”Interesting choice of words.”

Truth told, it was hard not to bring out a giddy smile as her lover spoke her mind. She’d been thinking similar things and hearing them come out of the bluenette’s luscious lips was quite a treat. They’d both gone through quite a journey that night, and now it was Carmen’s turn to do unto Akino as she’d done unto her.

But she wouldn’t be content to merely mirror Akino. She had her own, unique ideas, and it was about time she put them into action.

”You will. Don’t worry about that.“ Carmen spread her legs and pulled Akino in between them, so those pert breasts were brushing against her stomach. She inched forward on the bench, getting spot just right, as she looked down into the lovely single eye of her temporary slave. ”Get on the mat. On your back. Close your eye.” She gave Akino a playful tap on the nose with a warm smile, though there was some edge in her voice.

"No. Peeking."

Akino couldn’t help but give a small chuckle as Carmen repeated the word after her. It almost hadn’t felt like a sufficient description of what she wanted to say, but nothing better had come to mind. Regardless, it got the point across.

When the toe removed itself from Akino’s sex, and her lover pulled her between her legs, the blue-haired maiden smiled up at her mistress while her breasts touched against Carmen’s toned stomach. Her eye stayed focused on Carmen as the latina looked down at her and gave her command. Her voice was gentle, but carried authority too.

“Yes, Carmen-chan.” Akino replied, then moved over to the mat. Just as she was told, she closed her eye and laid down on the mat. It felt cool against her skin for a moment. But just like submerging into still waters, her body quickly became used to it as she waited to see what Carmen had in store for her.

Carmen did not immediately drop down, mount Akino, and make furious, passionate love to her. The thought was incredibly alluring, the stuff of feverish dreams, but it was far too raw for what she had in mind, here. As she stood up and looked down over Akino’s immaculate body, she reminded herself that patience was crucial here. Their bodies would be pressed against each other eventually, but the real fun came in reaching that point.

Carmen reached behind her and pulled up a bottle of oil that she’d kept hidden. It was scented, smelling like fresh flowers, and she’d kept it refrigerated for most of the day. It was still cool as she poured a handful and let it cover her palm. Perfect.

She stood up and began to walk around Akino as she lay there, softly stepping along the mat, only giving her lover the barest hints on her position. ”You’re a powerful woman, Akino. That’s what I liked most about you, that night.” She brought her foot up and held it just over the blue-haired beauty’s face, giving her a light tap on her lip with the tip of her toe. ”If we just crossed paths on the street, I would probably just think you were another schoolgirl. You’re beautiful, but it takes more than that to really attract me.”

She slid her toe along the edge of Akino’s lips, right around the rim, before dipping her toe past them just enough to graze her teeth. ”Lick.”

Akino was heavily tempted to open her eye and peek as she heard Carmen’s footsteps all around her. She felt the mat moving ever so slightly with each step, helping somewhat clue her in as to her lover’s location along with the latina’s voice. The building anticipation was making Akino quite eager to find out what Carmen had in store for her first. Considering what she knew about her from their first encounter, she knew it could be just about anything.

Then she felt the tap of Carmen’s toe against her lip and heard the girl’s words. Not many had ever described Akino as “powerful” before. But the compliment was certainly well received by Akino. She’d dominated several women before, but none quite like Carmen. And she was glad to know Carmen had thought as highly of the experience as Akino did herself. But, now wasn’t the time to be dwelling on herself. She had a mistress to be considerate of.

As the toe slid over her lips then pushed on to graze her teeth, Akino heard the command loud and clear. Like Carmen, she’d never considered herself a foot fetishist. She thoroughly enjoyed making people worship her feet. It gave such an empowering feeling, and could feel quite nice if the one doing it was good enough at it. Akino had never been on the giving end of it before, but that wasn’t going to be a problem. She opened her mouth and moved her tongue to lap against Carmen’s toe. She didn’t try to move the foot or her head, but she licked at every inch of the soft flesh her tongue could reach, including as much between the toes as possible.

Ah, yes. Carmen hadn't exactly been planning on going any particular route with this, but she was glad she'd had the foresight to give her feet some extra washing before they'd started. Her sole was particularly clean and immaculate, giving Akino something pleasant to touch with her tongue.

Only the best for her lover. Her slave.

She let Akino go about her business for a few more moments, savoring every tender lick. She could've enjoyed it for hours, but she decided to be a little more economical with her time. She lifted her foot up and rubbed it down Akino’s face, feeling her features along the fine ridges of her toes. Carmen came all the way down to her chin, then brought her sole down with a quick slap along the side of her cheek.

”Couldn't resist.” She had a dark chuckle, then held the oil above Akino’s pert breasts. She let one drop of the cold, viscous liquid slip through her finger, dropping right on her nipple. Another followed, and another, and another...and then, Carmen let it flow, splattering across Akino’s tender skin like a salty marinade.

Being as unfamiliar with this sort of thing as she was, Akino was quite relieved to find herself actually enjoying it somewhat. Of course, much of that likely had to do with Carmen having preemptive cleaned her feet. Regardless, the taste wasn’t bothering the bluenette. And even though she couldn’t see Carmen’s reaction, she had a feeling the foot worship was pleasing her temporary mistress.

She stopped licking once Carmen moved her foot, then simply remained still as her lover slid her smooth sole over Akino’s face, rubbing some of the girl’s own saliva on her in the process. Then the quick slap briefly startled the unsuspecting maiden, though she couldn’t help but chuckle a moment later.

“You seem to be having fun with this, Carmen-chan.” she said through a small grin.

Her attention was then drawn to a cold sensation right on her nipple as a drop of oil fell on it, sending a chill down her spine that made her shudder. More drops followed, but none of them had quite the same effect as the first. At least, not to the same extent. Akino didn’t know what Carmen had in mind, but it reminded her of a moment during their last meeting which involved ice cubes. And that thought alone was plenty to get the anticipation building in Akino’s head again.

”Oh, you have no idea how much fun I’m having with this.” Carmen puffed her chest out, even though there was absolutely no one around to appreciate the effort. ”I take pride in my work. Always. And you…”

Carmen paused her stride and brought her foot up. She slowly lowered it onto Akino’s breast and began to rub the oil in, smearing it all over the chest with the bottom of her foot. Her movements were slow and steady, like a painter working at his trade, and she occasionally paused and took the time to enjoy the feeling of her lover’s nipple between her toes, poking and prodding it with the tip of her toe.

”...you’re my masterpiece.”

Carmen dragged her foot down Akino’s bare belly, rubbing the oil off. She stepped away and let a few more droplet fall about the bluenette’s chest, filling the air with their lovely, heady scent. With that done, Carmen took a moment to admire her work. Seeing the sheen on that flawless skin. And then she went to work on making it better.

Carmen placed her feet on both sides of Akino’s hips and dropped down to her knees, letting her ass come down on her lover’s lap. She took a moment to get comfy with her new throne, rubbing her ass back and forth, wiggling it in, lifting it up and dropping down a couple of times - all things she was sure Akino would enjoy when done against her crotch.

Akino lightly bit her lower lip when Carmen stepped down on her breast and began to rub her foot on her. The cool oil was spread over her chest, and soft moans began to flow from the floored woman’s lips as her nipple was teased by Carmen’s toes. The only other person who’d stepped on her chest before had been Alaina Sanders, and that had just been to pin her in a match. She hadn’t imagined something like this could feel so good, And of course, the flattery being referred to as her lover’s “masterpiece” felt almost just as nice.

She felt Carmen’s smooth sole slide down over her stomach, spreading some oil over it as well. And once it was pulled away, Akino once again had to deal with a few long moments without any direct contact with Carmen, and felt anticipation rising within her. Though fortunately, she didn’t have to wait long.

Carmen’s weight suddenly descended right onto Akino’s lap, eliciting a small grunt and flinch from her. But she quickly settled down, especially as she felt her lover’s perfect ass grinding, wiggling, bouncing and rubbing all over her crotch. The bounces each forced more small grunts from Akino, but through the rest of it she simply resumed letting out soft moans at the wonderful feeling of her lover’s rear rubbing down on her. It was so, so tempting to open her eye and take a peek at her mistress. She wanted so bad to see the beautiful woman mounting her. But somehow, she resisted the urge and kept it shut.

Carmen was hardly a small woman and Akino was hardly a big one, so their positions were a tad dominant. In normal sex, the Latina boxer would’ve definitely preferred to be underneath her lover, looking up at her single blue eye in the darkness, but the dominance from this seat was amazing. She could feel their pussies rubbing against each with every teasing grind, and Akino’s grunts and moans provided the perfect soundtrack to her affections. The tension was palpable - they both longed to have their bodies rubbing against each other.

So why wait? Carmen could at least give her a preview.

She started to lean forward, laying on top of her lover as if she was the world’s most sensual mattress. Their chests pressed against each other, a touch that was only heightened by the cooling oil. Carmen eased into it and gave their breasts times to mushroom against each other, pillowing out.

But that wasn’t all she did. Taking a page out of Akino’s own book, she started to intertwine their legs, stretching out her lover with a move she herself had used effectively the last time they met - a grapevine hold. Carmen wasn’t quite as flexible as Akino, but she was willing to bet the height and strength difference would more than make up for it.

"Little familiar?" She brought their faces close together, close enough for Akino to feel the warmth radiating from her skin. "Hm?"

Akino certainly wasn’t going anywhere with Carmen’s weight seated on her lap, not that she would’ve wanted to anyway. But the one-eyed maiden was even more securely pinned down to the mat when her lover laid her body down over hers. Akino’s breasts were gradually pressed down underneath Carmen’s, and the oil her lover had so delicately smeared over Akino’s chest with her foot was adding a wonderful effect.

Then she felt a pair of toned legs snaking their way around her own. And once Akino’s legs were trapped, they began to spread out as Carmen applied the grapevine. Akino was indeed flexible, but her lover’s legs were bigger and stronger. If this were a match and Carmen stretched Akino as far as she could with this hold, the bluenette would likely find herself having to submit. The thought briefly took Akino’s mind back to that 24/7 championship of Carmen’s. She imagined a ref and a cameraman here right now, waiting to see if Akino would tap; and of course, to see all the things Carmen would do to Akino in celebration of her dominant victory.

“A little...” Akino grunted out in response to Carmen's question the midst of her little fantasy. Part of her wanted to act it out; reach a hand up and tap out, just to see what Carmen would do. Although, her mistress hadn’t given her permission to move or even open her eyes yet. She could hear Carmen’s voice and breathing mere inches away form her face, if even that. So even the slightest peek was bound to be noticed. But, another little idea crept into her head. She moved both hands to caress Carmen’s hips, wanting to move them over her lover’s body to feel her strong legs and her perfect ass, all while still being stretched out by Carmen's legs, and despite not being told she could do so. Now came the interesting part. Would Carmen reward her for her affectionate touch? Or would she enforce her dominance by punishing Akino for acting on her own?