Listening to the words made Amber quiver with a slight touch of fear but mostly excitement. Her imagination was running wild, producing plenty of dirty humiliating acts she saw herself in.
“Is it clear so far?”
“Yes, Miss,” Amber answered meekly.
“Okay, that should satisfy your masochistic side. And I must admit, I always wanted to play a Dominatrix a little. I can’t deny having nasty desires at times,” Amy smiled devilishly and slowly approached Amber, who trembled with lust.
“The other side of yours is your inner slut, or better said humiliation slut. And this side of yours, my little darling, seems to be a bottomless pit,” the exotic beauty added. Then, lowering her voice and turning it into a lascivious whisper, she continued: “Do you want me to unveil and explore this side of yours?”
Amy’s face was only a few inches away from Amber’s. Sometimes her lips barely touched.
“Yes…,” Amber replied, although, with uncertainty in her voice. Her chest went up and down.
“Would you like to kiss me, feel my sensual lips on yours? Feel the kissing you, teasing your hard nipples… Your throbbing clit…?”
“Yes!” whispered Amber with a dry throat.
“Would you like to touch my cute nipples with your tongue? Hm? Or lick my beautiful pussy?” Amy continued teasing.
“Would you beg for it if I want you too, like a little bitch?”
Amber trembled with excitement. “Yes.”
Still whispering, Amy continued. “I will humiliate you and make you feel pathetic, little slut. You will degrade yourself for my pleasure. And I will laugh at you while watching you quiver with embarrassment. Are you still convinced you really want it?”
Amber didn’t have to think twice. The words worked like an aphrodisiac on her.
“Yes, please,” she whispered.
“Well, then slide your panties halfway down and lift your little skirt,” ordered Amy, still using her subtle, seducing voice.
Amber was wearing a short, pleated tennis skirt and a white top. Her blonde hair was tied into a ponytail. She genuinely looked cute, like a bit of a tennis star. The outfit and the shoes were expensive enough, though.
Her trembling hands slipped under the skirt, her thumbs slid under the waistband of her baby-blue-colored panties, and she tugged them halfway down her legs. Then she pulled the hem over the waist, revealing her hairless, yet a little stubbly, mound.
“Oh my gosh,” Amy said, laughing at her, “your panties are so drenched!” she added. “You leak like a faucet! You are a dumb little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Miss,” panted Amber.
“Say it, I want to hear it!” said Amy.
“I’m a dumb slut, Miss,” Amber responded. Her own words made her squirm, and her cunt leaked out, making the girl-cum run down the blonde’s thighs. She had hated being called dumb at school, yet the insults made her pussy gush. Her fingers slid between her folds, stroking over her throbbing clit.
“What a fuck you think you are doing?!” scolded Amy. “Did I allow you to touch yourself?”
Amber shook her head, embarrassed.
“I let you touch yourself soon enough,” said Amy. “But first, there are a few rules I want you to follow,” she said. “Ready?”
“Yes, Miss,” answered Amy with a flushed face and a distracted look in her eyes.
“Are you sure? Your little brain seems to leak out on your panties,” the black girl laughed again. And she was right. Amber wasn’t absolutely able to focus. “You look too distracted to understand what I’m saying. Maybe I let you cum first,” she added, ” but first, I have something for you.”
After taking a step backward, Amy pulled her tight jean skirt a little bit, pushed her hands under the hem, and pulled black, almost transparent, sexy panties down her legs until she could step out of them. Amber wished Amy would show her her slit, but she didn’t.