Still Waters

Carmen had a feeling that Akino's lithe and lethal legs would be coming into play sooner or later. She'd stolen a few glances at them while she toiled to please her mistress, gazing cautiously at the instruments of her destruction. She clearly put hours of hard work into making them the powerhouses they were, and she'd already demosntrated they were quite capable of cracking her skull like a brittle walnut.

So she wasn't surprised when Akino's legs came up and wrapped around her head. She welcomed the warmth. The softness. The power. She stole a quick breath, knewing she would need, right her head was forced where it was quite happy to go willingly.

She moaned into Akino's sex and sent lurid vibrations through her body as her face was fucked, smacked over and over with every thrust of her powerful hips. As the order was given, she simply doubled her efforts and brought her hands into the picture, reaching up and digging her into into Akino's ass, pushing up to drill her tongue in as deep as it would go.

There was no air. There was no light. Akino was, once again, everywhere and everything. Her tongue rooted around furiously, as if the orgasm was a thing it could find somewhere deep inside her sex, and it continued to plumb away until...

Akino was being sent into a world of pleasure she wished she could stay in forever. The skill Carmen possessed with that tongue of hers was simply ungodly, and he was putting that amazing talent on full display. Her moan sent wonderful vibrations into Akino's womanhood and seemed to travel right through the Japanese woman's body, causing Akino herself to moan out in response.

With things moving as they were, Akino was already close to her limit. But then Carmen doubled her efforts, drilling her tongue as deeply as it could go into her sex while her hands came to dig right into her sexy ass. Akino's back involuntarily arched in sudden reaction to the immense pleasure sent through her, and her moans became loud enough that people in the surrounding rooms were likely hearing her too, not that Akino minded or cared.

To her all that existed was this room and everything in it. All that mattered was the beautiful woman between her legs. Nothing else existed. For Akino, this might as well be heaven. It certainly felt like it was, anyway. And while she fucked her slave's mouth, Akino finally burst right past her limit. Screaming out, her legs tightened around Carmen's head as her orgasm hit with full force, her juices flooding out all over Carmen's beautiful face.

She rode the orgasm out until the end, then finally loosened and untangle her legs from around Carmen's head once it stopped, now just legging them hang limply over her shoulders. Akino began panting as she tried to catch her breath, her body glistened in sweat. "God, that was perfect…. Now, drink it all up." Akino said after a moment, simply letting her body relax on the bed while she waited for Carmen to lap up the remaining juices between her legs.

Driving a woman to orgasm wasn't a new experience for Carmen - in fact, it was probably the most mundane thing she'd done in the past hour. Even as a domme, she often enjoyed going there with her more intimate slaves. Pushing them to the edge, then yanking them back, only to push them there once again a few moments later. While she had no problem using a whip, she was always on the look out for more creative punishments, and that was one of her favorites.

But, as experienced at this sort of service as she was, she'd never done it from the position of a submissive before, never done it because she was ordered to. The experience was wholly different in crucial ways, like the feeling of being used as an instrument of pleasure, the crushing pleasure around her head as her legs came bearing down, the ear-shattering shrieks of pleasure, then, eventually, the gentle ebbing as Akino descended from her high and came back to Earth. It was quite a ride. Now all that remained was the cleanup.

"Si, querida." She nodded and went to the task set before her with glee, then blew into Akino's pussy to give her a little stimulation before she started. Her tongue went to work, eagerly scrubbing up the mess she'd made and might make again before the sun came back up. It took some doing - for a small girl, she'd had a surprising amount inside her, and it was mixed in with her sweat. But Carmen was determined, and she got the job done. Nice and tidy.

When she was finished, Carmen pulled back and let her head lay on her mistress' thigh, as she took deep breathes, filling her nostrils with Akino's scent. "Am I good, querida?" She closed her eyes and hummed.

Akino was on cloud nine. She was in absolute paradise as Carmn's tongue brought her orgasm washing over her. Laying on the bed and panting, she then gave an involuntary shiver as her lover blew right into her pussy, which was extra sensitive after having climaxed only only a moment ago.

The latina then obeyed Akino's command and began to lap up the remaining cum between her mistress' thighs and on her womanhood. A purr escaped her lips at the feeling of Carmen's tongue against her soft and sensitive flesh. She had no doubt in her mind there'd be plenty more similar messes that would need to be cleaned up before the night was over.

Akino then felt Carmen rest her head against her thigh like a pillow, and hummed softly as she felt her pet's breath move against her freshly cleaned sex. "Yes you are, my dear. You're magnificent." she replied, sitting up and using a hand to gently pet the woman's head. Soon she would be ready to continue again, but she still needed a brief moment to recover from her orgasm first. And as she sat there petting her lover, a thought came to her mind.

"Carmen-chan, tell me what 'querida' means." she said. She loved every word that came from the sexy latina's mouth. Akino found her accent to be one of the sexiest things about her, especially when she spoke in spanish, and that was saying something. But, Akino didn't speak the language herself. She suspected 'querida' meant something good, but she didn't know what it meant specifically. After hearing it a few times, it had sparked her curiosity.

Carmen closed her eyes and steadily took in Akino's smell, breath after breath, filling herself with it more and more. Akino's thigh was warm, inviting, and she was swore she was close enough that she could feel the blood streaming through it. She didn't feel sleepy, but when she finally did wear out for the night, this was where she wanted to lay her head. If her mistress allowed it, of course.

She had a little laugh at Akino's question, softly and slyly smiling along with it. She had a feeling that question might come, sooner or later. Carmen liked dropping a few Spanish words every now and then - it was good for her tongue, helped bring a little bit of home into her life. Plus, girls loved the accent. Sounded sexy, espeically when she poured some bass in it.

"Right." She sighed and sat up straight, rubbing her face to get some of the sweat off, then licking it clean from her palm. "It can mean a lot of things. Sweetheart. Dear. Mistress." She narrowed her eyes and let a devilish glint seep in. "I prefer 'beloved'."

Akino almost hadn't wanted to ask what the word meant. A part of her feared losing the mystery behind it might make it lose some of its luster. But as Carmen explained its meaning, it instead only seemed to enhance it.

Now understanding how her lover had been addressing her, Akino leaned forward, grinning as her eye meeting Carmen's devilish gaze. She brought her lips right in front of Carmen's before softly saying, "I love it, my beloved." Her breath passed onto her the woman's lips as she spoke, and Akino then closed the almost nonexistent space between them to bring their lips together in another kiss.

The kiss wouldn't last long, however, as Akino pulled back after several seconds and rested her forehead against Carmen's. "You've served me quite well already. I think you've earned a reward." she said, before her eyes shifted toward the rack on the wall. "I saw a collar with a small rope leash attached to it earlier. Crawl over there and bring it to me. And while you're there, I'll let you pick out any toy you want to play with next. Or if you'd like, we can just use our bodies to pleasure each other for now. You may make the decision, my pet."

She gave Carmen one more quick kiss before sending her on her way, curious as to what she might choose. Laying on her side with her head propped up on a hand, Akino would smile while watching her lover's every movement as she went, her gaze specifically focusing on that lovely and toned rump of hers.

Even after everything they'd been through and the many pleasures that Carmen had longed for, Akino still found ways to please her. Her eyes closed again as their breath met and mingling between their mouths, sucking in parts of each other and giving some back. Joining. Releasing.

When they finally pulled away, a thin line of spit linked their lips, and it broke apart with her next husky breath. She leaned in and listened close to her enticing offer. She had a few ideas...

She smirked after the next kiss and followed Akino's instruction to the letter, sliding along the carpet and making sure to give her behind the appropriate amount of shake as she went. The floor was nice and plush, good on her knees as she made her way to the wall and looked up, seeing it the collar right above. Black with metal studs, and it glittered in the pale light. Just the right size from what she could guess, too. Loose enough to fit, tight enough to restrict.

She took it and made her way back the same way she'd came, laying the collar at her lover's side.

"I was thinking." She moved over and started to place little kisses on Akino's calf, daring to please her without permission. Maybe she would be fine with it. Maybe it would deserve punishment. Finding out was the fun. "I'm not very good with submission holds. You could probably tell." She ran her tongue all the way down to the ankle. "You have expertise. I'd like you to show me your best moves. Stretch me. Bend me. Break me. Smother me. My body is yours to test."

Akino was very much enjoying the little show Carmen was putting on for her, her lover's perfect rear nearly mesmerizing her as it shook while Carmen crawled along the floor. When she returned and placed the requested collar onto the bed, Akino picked it up to look at it more closely.

But Akino's attention then shifted to her leg as she felt Carmen's lips against her calf, and watched the woman kiss her leg before running her tongue down by her ankle. Ordinarily, acting without orders as Carmen had would certainly warrant punishment. The only reason Akino chose to excuse it for now was because she absolutely loved Carmen's suggestion.

Of all the things Carmen could have named as the one thing she wanted to experience pleasure with the most, she chose Akino herself over everything else. Whether it was intended as such or not, it was one of the greatest compliments a servant could give her mistress. And it wasn't going to go unrewarded.

Sitting upright, the Japanese woman moved to put the collar around the neck of her lover. Once it was on, she would pull Carmen into a warm embrace, one arm gently caressing her back while the other moved down to knead her rear. She moved her mouth right by Carmen's ear and whispered, "An excellent choice, Carmen-chan. Very well. I will stretch you, bend you, break you, and smother you."

In a sudden movement, Akino would then turn and pull Carmen down onto her back on the bed, before swinging a leg over her and straddling her stomach. Grabbing a hold of the latina's hands, she'd then push them down over her head to pin them down. Akino would take a moment to smile as she gazed down at her lover, before snaking her legs under and around Carmen's to lock her in a grapevine hold. "Lets get started." she said, before beginning to stretch out the woman's toned legs.

She would move slow, gradually building the pain with each inch the legs traveled. Her hips and torso would bear down on her, with her voluptuous breasts also pressing against Carmen's, adding a bit of extra pressure to her body.

Carmen couldn't even begin to contempate the psychology of it, but she wagered there was something extremely mental about her desire to have Akino use her body in this scenario. 

Maybe it was the rarity of - it wasn't often she came across women who had the skill to physically dominate her like this. There were some session wrestlers who hung around the club, but most of them were just stronger-than-average women who liked to roll about on the floor. Fun, but nothing compared to an actual wrestler with experience in the art.

Maybe, after losing to submissions so many times, she'd started to get an erotic taste for them. There was something sensuous about struggling agaist someone's body, being trapped with arms and legs instead of cuffs and chains.

Maybe Akino was just so hot that she wanted to rub against her and needed a good excuse.

Whatever the case, her body was aching for it, and she felt a surge run through her as the collar was pulled tight around her neck. It was like the final signature on a contract - everything had been formal before, but this made it official. If someone were to walk in right now, they would know who had what role, without a question.

The next thing Carmen knew, she was on her back, and her lover's legs were entertwined with her own. If she hadn't learned about wrestling so much in the past year, she would have thought they were just starting to make love with her on top. But she knew better. She knew what was coming. She was expecting it. Waiting. Anticipating.

She let out a sharp cry as her legs were stretch, putting her flexibilty to the test. Akino's lower body was where most of her power resided, and she could feel it pulsing out after every little jolt, getting stronger by the second. Carmen tried to fight it, almost on pure reflex, but it hardly mattered. When Akino locked in a hold, that was all there was to it.

Her head shook from side to side as she tried to cope with the pain, and she pushed her chest out to press even harder against Akino's breasts. "So strong."

Akino smirked down at her lover, watching her as she cried out and instinctively attempted to resist the hold she was in. But as Carmen struggled, Akino only doubled her efforts on the hold and stretched her legs even further apart with her own.

As she did so, Akino would wait until Carmen tried to open her mouth to react to the pain, before lowering her lips to hers, silencing any screams that tried to escape her mouth with a deep kiss. And while probing Carmen's mouth with her tongue, she would also begin grinding her torso on top of her slave's, rubbing their breasts and abdomens together.

It felt beyond wonderful to control Carmen like this, to stretch her limbs out, pin her down, and control her breath all at once. Whether it was Carmen's desire to specifically be dominated with these holds, or if she just wanted her body to against Akino's, it didn't seem it would matter since both were happening anyway.

After several seconds, Akino drew her lips back for a brief moment. "When you can't take anymore, feel free to submit again." she said, before diving right back into the kiss. With her hands pinned down and her mouth occupied by Akino's, would Carmen even be able to indicate her submission? It seemed her only option would be to scream and moan it into Akino's mouth as they kissed. But with the sound sure to be muffled, there was no telling how long it would take for Akino to "realize" what Carmen was trying to do.