A Ninja And Her Mistress (for Raiye)

Yatori instantly knew what was coming for her. And she couldn't wait for it. "Yes," she huskily agreed as her kunoichi bodyguard laid her down in preparation for the glorious move that had finished her off quite a number of times. "The hold that binds us together..." The mafiosi sucked her breath in sharply before letting it out in an equally sharp and much longer moan as Zasashi's sex settled upon hers. Again she groaned as their grinding began, adoring her lover from between the latter's legs. "Me beneath you, where I belong..."

" I am your blade, your kunoichi.. " Zasashi whispered out softly down at the pinned Yatori and althought it wasn't long ago where Yatori had introduced her to such lewd fights, she had become experienced within it, grinding her sex down upon the mafiosi's, a confident smile appearing on Zasashi's lips, one that was rarely seen unless she was happy but perhaps this was something that did make her happy, being close to Yatori but also being able to pin the Mafiosi down, who is in Zasashi's eyes. the strongest in the federation.

" Your lover.. " She would moan out that last part lowly, leaning down lower and lower so their bodies were close together while perfectly maintaining the hold, allowing their breasts to press upon eachother, blowing cold air against Yatori's lips so she knew what was coming, a tone of confidence but most of all, dominance took over, her eyes closing halfly as she looked strictly at the mafiosi. " Your mistress.. " She then brought her lips down upon Yatori, sealing their mutual, audable sounds.

"And as you are my blade, I am your sheath, my kunoichi..." Various meanings filled Yatori's formal reply. A lover admiring her beloved; a warrior praising a worthy opponent for a skillfull move; a teacher satisfied with her student's great leaps of progress; a princess enthralled by her bodyguard heroine. "My mistress..."

She was, among other things, a gymnast, and her training allowed her to match her flexible ninja lover, her limber body curling so that they remained delightfully joined at their womanhoods even as their breasts merged together and their contrasting gazes locked together and their lips chased away the cool air through a smoldering kiss, Yatori awaiting Zasashi's tongue so that her domination could be completed inside her as well as outside.

Zasashi didn't seem to blush at all anymore, it was like a new aura of dominance effected the kunoichi, who was now taking pleasure of playing with Yatori from all fronts, unlike most people Zasashi actual could keep a multifronted attack and thanks to Yatori, who back in the day turned Zasashi from a lethal kunoichi to a loving one ( Which she will never admit! ), now made Zasashi enjoy this kind of thing though only with Yatori, and no one else.

The kunoichi had not only sworn her loyalty to the mafiosi but Yatori also caught Zasashi's heart, something that was almost never able to happen with kunoichi's like Zasashi. She didn't think of it, all she was thinking about now was her lover's pleasure. She made sure her tongue moved into Yatori's mouth and now claimed it's territory, pinning Yatori's tongue swiftly stroking down upon it. Her hands started to expertly massage and grope those large breasts, Zasashi wouldn't admit that she has took up reading about how to massage a girl the most effective way, just so she could aid Yatori further. She started to hump and grind down upon Yatori, wanting the mafiosi to feel that the kunoichi had her where she wanted it, and that she would be better off to lay still and accept it.

Yatori had always known her personal kunoichi as a sexy woman. So she was delighted beyond words at how Zasashi had come so far from when they first met. Here was the sensual woman she had always known to lurk inside the stoic facade of a martial arts bodyguard. Yatori had helped bring Zasashi out of her cocoon, helped her welcome and embrace this side of her, making her lover complete.

Now she enjoyed the forbidden fruits of her labor as Zasashi's sensuality assaulted her entire body. Her tongue surrendered instantly to the invader of her mouth, knowing it was outmatched for once and gracefully submitting upon the fact. She moaned needfully into Zasashi's mouth as her breasts were kneaded by hands become equal to hers and her pussy grew warmer and then wetter from the superior sex tribbing into her. Yes, Yatori was where she wanted to be, beneath Zasashi, helpless and humped, and she loved it.

The kunoichi admitted to herself that this felt right to do. She wanted Yatori to experience the same feeling she did when she was first taken by her, but in a more pleasant, welcome but also rough manner. She couldn't stop even if she wanted to, the fact that she had Yatori under her, taking it from every front was gold for Zasashi, who tried to redouble her efforts in new, erotic ways. She started to explore Yatori's mouth with her nimble tongue, then bringing it underneath the mafiosi's tongue so she could tickle it gently.

Her thumb and index finger took a hold of each nipple and started to pinch them softly but repeatedly, which in time turned into a soft massage, trying to arouse Yatori and keep distracting her from the main attack. She herself was already wet and moist, even sweat was dripping down her body from the heated action she was having, trying to do something else, stopping the movement from her pussy, she tried to press their clits together! She knew that movements alone would become one sided, and used alot more when someone wanted a quick finish but Zasashi wants to make Yatori know one thing when she pressed their clits together.. Yatori belongs to her.

Yatori's eyes widened as she found herself tickled by Zasashi's tongue. She'd never thought to do that, but her bodyguard had apparently learned how to do so and was using her tongue's agility to good use. She actually giggled into Zasashi's mouth, enjoying the soft play of their tonguing. Her cheer turned into arousal as her nipples grew even stiffer and aching from the splendid treatment they received, and the mafiosi groaned as milk spurted out of her nubs.

The lovely feeling instilled in her body by that of her lover's was proving more and more intolerable. So when her clit was struck by Zasashi's, Yatori didn't hold back her cry of pleasure, her cunt splashing hot precum upon the pussy grinding it down. She wanted this power! And Zasashi was giving it to her!

Zasashi was in total control of her mistress now, something she only had been able to do a few times but today was only the second time she would beat Yatori in her special finisher for her. She could feel her own body responding to her naughty imaginations coming true, which was dominating Yatori. She kept her efforts as muc has she could, deciding to lower herself just a bit more to show her flexibility, removing her hands from Yatori's breasts and instead grabbing onto the Mafiosi's legs to hold them steady. Now she was focussing on getting those nipples to touch eachother before she lowered her breasts upon Yatori's impressive pair, all the while making sure Yatori couldn't speak at all by keeping that hot, deep kiss locked.