Contract With The Devil (For Tiefblau)

"Now is that anyway to speak someone who owns you?" Juliet tilting Heather's face up with a delicately placed finger forcing Heather to expose her neck. The pink haired manager would lean down and bite Heather's exposed neck punishing her for the small comment, carefully not breaking the skin. She would lick her teeth marks with her tongue before pulling away.

She would pull away and sent a hot breath on the girl's wet skin heating it even further. In an instant, the unbearable hot skin would turn to ice cold in an instant sending a bone-chilling shudder through Heather's entire body down to her bones.

Juliet would unseat herself before going back to the office desk. She would brush back her hair as she crossed her legs and lowered her eyes to the top of her black boot.

"Show me how much you love your perverted manager, girl." Juliet said waiting for the girl to kiss the top of her boot expectingly.

Heather grit her teeth hard as she said that--about her owning her. Her heart sunk a little before she felt her tilt her face up, starting to bite at her neck. Heather clenched her fists a little, her body arching as her face burned a full red, a long breath coming from her mouth.

"H-ha-nnh---youu--" She gulped hard, wincing quite a bit as she sent that hot breath into t he skin that she bit at. Shivers rushed through her body as it shifted to that cold, the chills making her gulp a little before Juliet finally got off--moving to her desk. Heather let out a sigh, trying to relax herself before Juliet crossed her legs, motioning to her boot and saying as she did.

She blinked a couple times, clicking her tongue as she got herself up. She moved over to Juliet, getting down onto her knees as she slowly, reluctantly brought her lips to the top of her boot, planting a little kiss on it as her face burned a full red.

Juliet watched Heather giggling at her reactions. She found Heather too easy to read, it made her all the more interesting toy. Heather had this habit of trying to hide her embarrassment, feelings and desires. However, Heather's terrible efforts to try and hide her embarrassment, it only drew attention to her shame. It was a vicious circle that only left Juliet wanting to humiliate Heather more and more. She watched her new toy kiss her boot with a dismissive scoff and shake her head.

"Oh come on... slave girl. You and I both know you can do better than that." She said narrowing her eyes as she smiled expectantly at Heather. She tapped Heather's cheek with the side of her boot before bringing pressing the top of her boot against Heather's lips lightly before pulling back.

"Slow, long licks and I want to see my reflection in my boots." Juliet said in a cold calculating tone narrowing her eyes in amusement.

Heather groaned out quite a bit as she heard Juliet's words, feeling her tap her cheek with her boot like that. She clenched her fists tightly as she pressed the top of her boot against her lips like that, shutting her eyes tightly before she pulled back.

"Ngknh..y-you're enjoying this too much" She let out, whimpering a little after before she stuck her tongue out. She planted it at the tip of her boot, groaning out as she slowly dragged it up her boot, starting to do that a couple more times, the taste getting to her quite a bit as she squirmed and writhed around. "Nghh...guhhh" Her head spun with what she was doing, shutting her eyes tightly all the while.

"Funny~" Juliet said with a pleasant smile. "I was going to the same about you."

She was eyeing Heather's inability to sit still, her squirming and the trembling in her voice. She bit her bottom lip and grabbed Heather by her hair, she would pull her mouth against her lower calf. She wanted to feel Heather's tongue against the smooth soft skin of her leg. Juliet would pull Heather by her hair and lead up to her inner thigh. She would let out a grunt in the back of her throat at the contact of Heather's soft lips and hot wet tongue in such a sensitive area. She would recline back before forcing Heather's face directly under her skirt. Juliet would pull Heather forward forcing her mouth and nose against her panty covered crotch. She wanted to force Heather to take her scent and let it invade her nostrils.

"Take it, breathe it in. The scent of the woman who owns you~" She said in such a calm tone, almost as if she was stating a fact.