Der Welpe Ist Meiner

Corset always made sure to find out where the empty dressing rooms were. Though she couldn't get one of the nicer ones that the champs had access too, she had a private space for her and hew newest pet. A feisty, blonde German breed of pup that Corset was looking forward to ravaging thoroughly. Her thoughts of leaving the blonde in another whimpering puddle of juices was delightful and she made sure that Sig crawled through the backstage area naked on her hands and knees the whole way to their final destination.

She managed to stock the dressing room ahead of time and when she brought Sig in, she closed the door and finally released the girl's wet, bonde locks. "Oh, we're both so sticky." Corset purred, running her fingers down her big body. "We'll have to get clean before we can get dirty again, won't you agree?" Sig asked the blonde rhetorically.

"I think that I'd like to enjoy a nice bath to wash this calpis off. Why don't you assist me? With your tongue." Corset wasted no time giving her new "puppy" orders.

The whole trip to the dressing room was quite embarrassing, but not completely uncomfortable. That's how Sig felt as she had to walk on all four like a dog, while Corset used her hair like some sort of leash. At least she could feast her eyes on the swaying hips of the sexy big woman during their walk. As they arrived on the room, she could feel herself getting more excited in anticipation of what they'd be doing together now they're in private spaces.

She couldn't help but to smirk when she heard what Corset said. It'd be nice to wipe off all this calpis that's starting to get a bit sticky indeed. However, it seemed that she had a task to do before that. Sig gave the woman a rather meek glance and crawled closer. Obviously she wouldn't say no to such order.

"Yes, mistress," she answered.

Corset cheered in delight and then slipped into a position to make it easy for Sig to do as Corset commanded. She sat on her butt and spread her legs. She leaned back and pressed her palms into the floor and then nodded.

"Go on..." She said. "Start wherever you like."

Once Corset had settled herself and gave her the permission to start, Sig gave a little nodded and leaned towards the woman's feet. It's always appropriate to start at the bottom and work her way up. She licked the soles and toes of Corset, sucking the toes as well to make sure they're properly cleaned. The taste of calpis had mixed a bit with sweat, but that wasn't really a concern for the lithe blonde.

"Mmmff... mmh..."

She then began to trail upwards, running her tongue on the legs of her mistress up to her thighs. Sig made sure to put extra attention around the crotch area, without actually touching it. It'd be fun to see what kind of reaction Corset would give at that small act of defiance. The woman had defeated her, yes, but as far as the feisty blonde was concerned, she wasn't thoroughly conquered yet...

Corset shivered as Sig started with her feet. She wiggled her toes so that the blonde could get every bit of then and cooed as the wet tongue tickled her big legs. "Mmmmhmmm..." She purred, nodding eagerly as Sig got closer to her honeypot.

Her inner thighs were quite sensitive and her fingers slipped through Sig's still wet blonde hair as she made sure to tug and push the girl's head to guide her gently. Corset bit her lip and huffed as Sig teased her pussy by avoiding it. She knew what the blonde was doing, but she thought she might punish her a bit later. For now, she tugged Sig by the hair and forced her face into her pussy.

"Just clean that a little bit." Corset insisted.

"Mmpphh..." Sig mumbled into Corset's womanhood as she was forced to attend that part after deliberately avoiding it.

The blonde complied, though, and she licked the sex of Corset gently with just a little hint of reluctance. The scent that went into her nose was also an incentive for her to behave just a little bit, especially since the woman had came a couple of times herself during their match. The fragrance was already quite thick, not to mention being mixed with sweat as well. It's almost addictive.

"Hnnnn..."

Corset closed her eyes and enjoyed the soft licks. However, as she felt her loins beginning to stir a bit, she pulled Sig's head from between her legs and held it up so she was looking at the blonde. "You may continue." She said and nodded. "We'll get back there soon enough." She purred and released Sig's blonde hair.

Sig gave Corset a little nod and resumed her service by licking the belly of the plump woman. She spent some time running her tongue on the entire area before moving up to the underboob of Corset, and moved further to draw circles on the chest of her mistress. The blonde was doing so in a deliberately slow pace just to tease Corset again, although she eventually would lick the breasts of the woman with a quicker pace compared to her sex.

Once she had finished with one orb, Sig would repeat the treatment on the other mound before moving towards the neck of Corset. At this time, her lithe form was slightly pressed against her mistress that she couldn't help but to get turned on even further herself.

Corset shivered as the calpis was thoroughly licked off her. She shivered with delight as the wet tongue tickled her huge tits and hard nipples. Corset could feel her pussy tingle with renewed excitement. She was hot again and a little disappointed when Sig moved away from her breasts, but as the girl tickled her neck, Corset began to chuckle.

"Oooh, I think you missed a bit." Corset purred, feeling a bit naughty. She grabbed Sig's hair and lifted up an arm. She then forced the girl's face into her armpit and squeezed her arm along her head. "I said every spot. Don't forget to lick every drop clean." She mused, hoping this sort of licking might humiliate the feisty blonde a bit.

"Mmmhh...?" Sig yelped as Corset pulled her head into her armpit, forcing her features to be pressed against it.

The scent that was the mixture of Calpis and the woman's sweat instantly entered her nose, causing her to groan a bit in discomfort. With Corset's hand keeping her head there until she got what she wanted, though, Sig had little choice but to start licking the armpit of her captor. She did just that, but her head began to feel funny and light the longer she was kept there, her lithe form wriggled as she somewhat tried to pull herself away a little just to get a bit of fresh air.

"Mmmmm...!"