1. The Asian Lesbians Blackmail the Older Woman
Satsuke went to the office where her business partner and lesbian lover Kyoko was counting revenues. She strutted in platform peep toe pumps, wearing a leather jumpsuit that fit her petite body like a second skin. Kyoko looked up at the entrance of her sexy girlfriend, feeling her pussy moisten as she looked her up and down. Satsuke was a gorgeous Japanese girl, very early twenties, with smooth porcelain skin and jet black hair that hung straight down her back. She had full lips that she liked to paint a deep crimson, and her exotic eyes were filled with excitement when she entered.
“She’s here! Mrs. Harris is here!” Satsuke said excitedly as she straddled her lover’s lap, kissing Kyoko softly as she pressed her tits into her. Kyoko smiled warmly, her small hands reaching around and grabbing Satsuke’s tight ass, pulling her in closer. They French kissed deeply, Kyoko running her hands up and down her sexy lover’s leather clad thighs. Where Satsuke was sexy and flirtatious, Kyoko was plain and shy. She had shoulder length straight, light brown hair, and she always wore thick rimmed glasses. She was also petite, but she was more comfortable in jeans and sneakers than jumpsuits and lingerie. She let Satsuke suck her tongue, causing her cunt to get even wetter. It had been Satsuke’s idea to start this part time domination business, and Kyoko would do anything for her sexy young lover. Kyoko knew there was plenty of money to be made in the fantasy business, and the news Satsuke brought meant they’d hit the jackpot.
Mrs. Harris was a local widow who just so happened to be the wealthiest woman in the city. She was the center of the city’s elite inner circle, and it was rumored that she’d developed a taste for Japanese pussy. Satsuke made sure to tell their other wealthy clients to spread the word, and sure enough, Mrs. Harris had arrived with her eye on the young, beautiful Asian.
Kyoko pulled her tongue away, her hands moving up and down Satsuke’s thighs firmly. “Are you ready?” she asked her against her lips. Satsuke smiled mischievously, nodding before swaying her sexy ass out of the room. Kyoko excitedly flipped on her monitoring television so she could watch and record the entire thing. Already Mrs. Harris was waiting in the special room, lying on a stack of silk cushions with a glass of wine in hand. She sat up straight as soon as Satsuke entered the room. Satsuke had changed quickly, and now she was wearing a crotch less, patent leather thong unitard that showcased her shaved tight cunt. It was strapless, and her tits were pushed up sexily. She wore a black mask over her Asian eyes, and her long black hair was loose. The outfit was completed with black leather boots, and Satsuke strutted in, slapping a riding crop on her tiny palm.
Mrs. Harris’s eyes widened in excitement, and she licked her lips at the sight of sexy Satsuke. She was wearing a robe provided by the business, and it hung loosely, her fake tits on the verge of popping out. “Disrobe, slave!” Satsuke barked, her voice authoritative and threatening. Mrs. Harris stood up, slowly untying her robe. She let it fall down her thin body, her nipples erect as they hit the cold air. Satsuke circled her, her sexy ass swaying as her thong flossed her tight ass. When she stood behind Mrs. Harris, she slapped her ass hard with the crop. Mrs. Harris gasped in pain, throwing her head back. Satsuke slapped it again two more times, leaving raised red welts on Mrs. Harris’ pale skin. Satsuke smiled, leading her to the center of the room where two chains with shackles hung down. “Move!” she screamed as she pushed Mrs. Harris to the spot, raising both of her wrists and binding them to the shackles, so that her arms were suspended. Mrs. Harris groaned, her tits pointing up and out sexily.
Satsuke got in front of her, grabbing her face and digging her fingers into the hollows of her cheeks. “Lick my crop you slut!” Satsuke said as she forced Mrs. Harris’ mouth open and thrust her crop inside. Mrs. Harris licked the crop hornily, her cheeks flushed in excitement. Satsuke reached a hand down, twisting Mrs. Harris’ right nipple sharply, causing her to cry out in sweet agony. “I didn’t tell you stop licking whore!” Satsuke screamed, flicking the crop quickly on Mrs. Harris’ huge tits. “Oh!” she said loudly as Satsuke flicked her tits again and again. Kyoko watched from the office, her fingers finding their way into her panties as she looked on. Satsuke pulled Mrs. Harris’ face up again. “Now suck on the crop, and don’t stop until I say,” she whispered dangerously. She teased open Mrs. Harris’ mouth with the crop, which she started sucking hungrily. Again, Satsuke reached up and twisted her right nipple firmly, digging her long nails into the delicate flesh. Mrs. Harris screamed, the sensation bringing tears to her eyes. This time Satsuke was relentless. She sharply slapped Mrs. Harris’ tits ten more times, screaming at her between strikes. “You” slap “need” slap “to learn” slap “discipline!” Satsuke yelled. Mrs. Harris was breathing heavily, her shaved cunt dripping down her legs in arousal. Satsuke reached her hand down, dipping it between Mrs. Harris’ pussy lips. She brought her fingers back up, glistening with wetness.
“Did I tell you that you could get wet slut? Lick it up!” Satsuke yelled as she shoved her wet fingers into Mrs. Harris’ mouth. Mrs. Harris licked Satsuke’s tiny fingers hornily, her tongue flicking out all over them. Satsuke smiled, seeming satisfied, and then walked around behind Mrs. Harris. When she was standing directly behind her, Satsuke pulled her dyed blonde hair back, causing her head to snap back sharply. She lowered her ruby lips to Mrs. Harris’ ear. “Now ride my crop cunt!” she ordered as she drove the crop between her thighs.
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