"I couldn't agree more, Daddy…" Stacey breathed, as she rubbed her face affectionately into Celine's hips. Slowly, sinuously, the blonde girl stood up, and stared Facials Celine in the eyes. She smiled a savage grin. "Celine…" she started. "Y...yes?" the brunette stammered. Without warning, Stacey drew back her hand and bought it across Celine's face, slapping her cheek. Hard. Celine's hand came up to her face and her eyes widened in surprise as she turned around to stare at the smaller girl. She opened her mouth to speak, but Stacey cut her off. "For the rest of this night, you will not beg or ask me for anything, do you understand? I do not accept requests. I am your cat, your toy, your fantasy, your little girl, and quite possibly the hottest piece of ass you will ever fuck, but i will not be begged, I will not tolerate being asked for service by you. I am yours, you will take what you want from me, and you will speak to me with that in mind from now on, do you understand?" Celine closed her mouth, then opened it, then closed it again. She looked at Matt, who shrugged theatrically. "Don't look at me, Celine, look at her." he said smugly. "Matt, you're such a shit, you know that?" Celine muttered, but smiled amateur all the same. She turned back to the blonde girl, who was waiting expectantly, a small smile playing over her lips. "Yes, i understand, kitty." she said, the pink mark on her cheek still pulsing painfully from where she was slapped. Stacey bounced up and down on the spot, her breasts jiggling pervertedly, as she smiled radiantly. "Raaaaow!" she purred. Eyes afire, she stepped up to Celine and kissed her, hard. Matt noticed the telltale signs of Celine's knees giving way and grabbed her before she fell. "Stacey...uh...continue what you were doing, but this time, convert me. Show me the sounds a woman's lips can force from me." the brunette told her. The blonde girl smiled, and sank back down onto her haunches. Purring, indian she rubbed her face on the slim ebony landing strip of Celine's pubic hair, and then lowered her face to her welcoming cunt. Celine felt soft, moist lips tasting the nectar leaking from her. Stacey let out a low moan of delight as she savoured Celine's taste. It was incredibly sweet, like peach, with a slight aftertaste of pineapple and elderflower. Stacey bit her lip in anticipation and began lightly flicking Celine's pleasure-bud (in full bloom by this point) with her tongue. Celine gasped, and her legs gave way. Matt's grip tightened on her as he carefully lowered her to the ground. In, out, in, out; my body was forced into a convex arch, my breasts the pinnacle, the back of Facials my head level with my tailbone. When we got to the store we were shown some very nice dresses and I mentioned that we were going to a very formal nightclub and restaurant and that something a little more amateur stylish would be more suitable. Anna will not like me being alone with you” “I would totally be his Pepper Potts.” Where have I heard that before?] Multiple orgasms racked her body, but she pushed on. Next each bitch was gagged and had hood placed indian over their heads. To be continued... He can even make it wiggle” “Let me?” Sven asked, his voice sounding amused. I shuddered, Tim still suckling with such hunger on my other nipple. I don't think I-" I bought my first thong panties. Hostages and stuff. They didn’t have long to wait. It was going to be an eventful trip. He was dressed in the suit, looking handsome and dangerous. Suddenly, he spread his knees, his arm across my back tightening. The bitch who ripped out my heart and stomped on it. “Dare. I gulped and shuddered as I looked into Jennifer's surprised and puzzled eyes staring back at me. She had felt the same thing I had.