blackmagicjack1
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A little disclaimer is probably necessary. This story is inspired by a certain individual and is in no way a commentary or accurate portrayal of her personality. In other words this is a work of fiction
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Moments later Sammi was standing beside the “Princess,” leaning against the bar while watching the women in white. The “Princess” finished her conversation with the bouncer, then pulled herself onto barstool next to Sammi. Before Sammi could make her move, the “Princess” turned to her running her blue eyes over Sammi's body. A thrill went through Sammi's stomach.
“I am so bored,” huffed the “Princess.”
Sammi slowly turned her head to meet the “Princess” eyes. “Bored? Maybe there is something we could do about that.”
The “Princess” chuckled, “but I don't even know you, kitten.”
“I'm Sammi, and you do don't strike me as the kind of woman to let a lack of acquaintanceship stand in your way of having a good time.”
“Acquaintanceship, that's a very fancy word. You might be too high-brow to give me the time I like to have, kitten.”
Sammi felt heat rising up into her neck. The “Princess” was getting to her, but she was seeing that maybe she could have some fun and get the information she was looking for.
“We should go somewhere private and talk about what I can or cannot do for you, Princess.”
The “Princess” slipped of the barstool, letting her shin slide against Sammi's leg as she stood. She reached out and took Sammi's left hand in her right hand, gently pulling Sammi towards a darkened hallway. At the end of the hallway was a door with a combination lock, which the “Princess” typed the code into. Opening the door, the “Princess” flashed Sammi a smile then gave her a gentle push inside following after. Sammi heard the door close behind her with a quiet click.
“So we won't be disturbed,” said the “Princess” draping her around Sammi's shoulders.
Sammi let her head lean back against the “Princess's” cheek. She then moved her hands behind her to place them on the blond woman's hips.
“Now what would the Princess find entertaining?” asked Sammi in a sultry voice.
“As with any beginning, Kitten, I want a kiss.”
With that the blond woman turned her her lips into Sammi's, letting the tip of her tongue run over Sammi's lips. Sammi's nostrils flared, and she playfully bit the “Princess's” bottom lip.
“Be good you blond wench!”
“I don't want to be good, little kitten. I know you want me.”
The “Princess” ran her hands along Sammi's shoulders and arms, then slid them over to the leather covering her breasts. She then slipped her fingers of her right hand under the leather, letting her fingertips graze the edge of Sammi's aureole.
With a deep inhale, Sammi turned herself around to face the “Princess” and slapped the woman's hands away from her.
“Not yet. I have some questions and you don't get to play until I have the answers I want.”
The “Princess” was unperturbed though, as she reached out to stroke Sammi's long hair, in the process letting her knuckles graze Sammi's cheek
“Tsk, tsk kitten. If I don't get to play, you don't get any answers. Those are the rules.”
Sammi had noticed that the room they were in was not totally empty. Farther in the room was what looked like a dentist chair with straps, and a table with what looked like tools on it.
“Alright sugar britches, we'll play,” purred Sammi
Grabbing the “Princess” by the waist, Sammi pulled the petite woman into her arms and gave her a scorching kiss. The “Princess” responded with equal fervor, reaching down to clutch Sammi's ass to pull her even closer. Sammi almost got washed away in the passion, but she remembered her plan. Slowly she turned the “Princess” around and backed her towards the chair. The woman continued to fondle Sammi's rear though, and even dropped her hand down to caress the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Sammi gasped, then bit the “Princess” on the lips for her tease. The “Princess” only chuckles and continued to stroke Sammi's thigh. Breathing rapidly Sammi inched the woman closer and closer to the chair.
The “Princess” not aware of her new position, gazed into Sammi's eyes. She took her hands from Sammi's cheeks and placed them on Sammi's shoulders. Ever so slowly she pulled the shoulders of Sammi's teddy off her body.
“Uh uhh, princess. Your clothes come off first,” said Sammi, licking her lips in the process. “But first why don't you get comfortable.”
With one swift move, Sammi pushed the “Princess” into the chair. Then pinning the woman to the chair by her pushing her body against the smaller woman's she quickly buckled the straps around the “Princess's” arms and midriff. She then looked down at her prisoner and smiled.
“What's this all about kitten?”
“Well I need to know where Jezebel is and you my dear no where. But your too busy trying to get off, that you can't hold a conversation like a decent person,” said Sammi.
The “Princess” laughed.
“You think strapping me down is going to scare me, kitten. You don't know me that well then. Beside I don't know where the girl is.”
Sammi smiled and leaned into the “Princess” She kissed the woman's ears, neck, and throat. Then she slipped her hands behind the woman and unclasped her bra tugging it free to reveal her luscious breasts the were topped with two very erect nipples. It made Sammi think of an ice cream Sunday. Sammi then straddled the prone form, so she could be up close and personal.
“So I have been waiting for you in this place for the last three days. I am very frustrated. Which means I'm going to take my frustrations out on you till you tell me what I want to know ... princess.”
“Do your worse,” giggled the “Princess”
Sammi smiled and bent her head to gently flick the tips of the “Princess's” nipples with her tongue. If it was possible they became even more erect. She could hear the “Princess” sigh and make little gasping sounds with each and every flick of the tongue. After a few minutes of this Sammi placed her whole mouth over the woman's breast and began to draw circles around the woman's nipple with her tongue. Gentle moans emanated from the blond. Sammi then pulled her head away to look into the pale blue eyes of her prisoner.
“We could have even more fun, if you just tell me where Jezebel is.” grinned Sammi, “otherwise I'm just going have to tease and tease, and where is the fun in that?'
Smiling sweetly, the “Princess” just shook her head no.
“Fine!” spat Sammi.
Jabbing her fingers into the flesh just below her breasts, Sammi began to fiercely tickle the woman. At first the “Princess” didn't respond, but then she started to squirm in the chair. As she squirmed, Sammi inhaled a breath of air. The woman was grinding herself against Sammi. Maybe this wasn't the best course after all. Sammi could only hope her being in control would allow her to get the information she needed before giving in to her own carnal pleasures. A moment of relief washed over Sammi as the other woman began to giggle.
“That feels sooo good,” the “Princess” snickered.
Growling, Sammi began to brush her finger up and down the woman's body, paying special attention the woman's armpits. The “Princess's” giggles turned to howls of laughter. Sammi felt no mercy for the woman, knowing it would take more than this to break her. Besides Sammi was furious. If the damnable woman would just tell her where Jezebel was, then they could both play. But for right now Sammi had to stay in control. With the intent of breaking the “Princess” as fast as possible, she looked over at the table full of tools.
The first thing she saw on the table was an electric toothbrush. Sammi eagerly grabbed it up and flipped it on. The buzz the toothbrush made was very gratifying to Sammi's ears. Without remorse she began to draw circles in the “Princess's” armpits.
The poor woman instantly began to buck as Sammi ran the toothbrush along the outside of the Princess's armpits. She then worked the vibrating bristles across the blond's soft skin towards her breasts. The “Princess” laughing and squealing, once again tried to squirm her body against Sammi's. Sammi in irritation dragged the toothbrush to the delicate skin under the laughing girl's breasts. In response the “Princess” writhed in the chair, a huge grin plastered on her face.
“Where is the girl?”
“I don't knooow!!!,” laughed the hysterical “Princess”
“You lie!” shot Sammi back.
Sammi then moved then got off the “Princess.” Now standing beside her, Sammi set the toothbrush on the table, and grabbed the edges of the girl's panties, giving a sharp yank. There was the sound of seams splitting as Sammi pulled the underwear to the girl's knees.
“What do you think you are doing, kitten?” panted the recovering “Princess.”
“You leave me no choice, princess,” said Sammi. “I am going have to go straight to the source of your pleasure as it were, unless you want to tell me what I want to know?”
Licking her lips, the “Princess' met Sammi's eyes.
“You can't break me love, not when it is you who wants to be broken.”
Sammi blushed furiously, then fit of anger began to run her fingers along the inner thighs and lips of the gorgeous blond. The blond in question tried to thrust her groin into Sammi's probing fingers, while she giggled and sighed.
“Princess I am going to do this off and on for the next half-hour, then I am going to use the toothbrush on you. If you don't give in, I am just going have to keep playing with you until your mind is gone.”
As soon as these words were out of Sammi's mouth, she felt a heavy hand fall upon her shoulder.
“No Sammi, this game works a little differently,” said a deep male voice. “In fact it is you are in danger of losing your mind.”
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Moments later Sammi was standing beside the “Princess,” leaning against the bar while watching the women in white. The “Princess” finished her conversation with the bouncer, then pulled herself onto barstool next to Sammi. Before Sammi could make her move, the “Princess” turned to her running her blue eyes over Sammi's body. A thrill went through Sammi's stomach.
“I am so bored,” huffed the “Princess.”
Sammi slowly turned her head to meet the “Princess” eyes. “Bored? Maybe there is something we could do about that.”
The “Princess” chuckled, “but I don't even know you, kitten.”
“I'm Sammi, and you do don't strike me as the kind of woman to let a lack of acquaintanceship stand in your way of having a good time.”
“Acquaintanceship, that's a very fancy word. You might be too high-brow to give me the time I like to have, kitten.”
Sammi felt heat rising up into her neck. The “Princess” was getting to her, but she was seeing that maybe she could have some fun and get the information she was looking for.
“We should go somewhere private and talk about what I can or cannot do for you, Princess.”
The “Princess” slipped of the barstool, letting her shin slide against Sammi's leg as she stood. She reached out and took Sammi's left hand in her right hand, gently pulling Sammi towards a darkened hallway. At the end of the hallway was a door with a combination lock, which the “Princess” typed the code into. Opening the door, the “Princess” flashed Sammi a smile then gave her a gentle push inside following after. Sammi heard the door close behind her with a quiet click.
“So we won't be disturbed,” said the “Princess” draping her around Sammi's shoulders.
Sammi let her head lean back against the “Princess's” cheek. She then moved her hands behind her to place them on the blond woman's hips.
“Now what would the Princess find entertaining?” asked Sammi in a sultry voice.
“As with any beginning, Kitten, I want a kiss.”
With that the blond woman turned her her lips into Sammi's, letting the tip of her tongue run over Sammi's lips. Sammi's nostrils flared, and she playfully bit the “Princess's” bottom lip.
“Be good you blond wench!”
“I don't want to be good, little kitten. I know you want me.”
The “Princess” ran her hands along Sammi's shoulders and arms, then slid them over to the leather covering her breasts. She then slipped her fingers of her right hand under the leather, letting her fingertips graze the edge of Sammi's aureole.
With a deep inhale, Sammi turned herself around to face the “Princess” and slapped the woman's hands away from her.
“Not yet. I have some questions and you don't get to play until I have the answers I want.”
The “Princess” was unperturbed though, as she reached out to stroke Sammi's long hair, in the process letting her knuckles graze Sammi's cheek
“Tsk, tsk kitten. If I don't get to play, you don't get any answers. Those are the rules.”
Sammi had noticed that the room they were in was not totally empty. Farther in the room was what looked like a dentist chair with straps, and a table with what looked like tools on it.
“Alright sugar britches, we'll play,” purred Sammi
Grabbing the “Princess” by the waist, Sammi pulled the petite woman into her arms and gave her a scorching kiss. The “Princess” responded with equal fervor, reaching down to clutch Sammi's ass to pull her even closer. Sammi almost got washed away in the passion, but she remembered her plan. Slowly she turned the “Princess” around and backed her towards the chair. The woman continued to fondle Sammi's rear though, and even dropped her hand down to caress the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Sammi gasped, then bit the “Princess” on the lips for her tease. The “Princess” only chuckles and continued to stroke Sammi's thigh. Breathing rapidly Sammi inched the woman closer and closer to the chair.
The “Princess” not aware of her new position, gazed into Sammi's eyes. She took her hands from Sammi's cheeks and placed them on Sammi's shoulders. Ever so slowly she pulled the shoulders of Sammi's teddy off her body.
“Uh uhh, princess. Your clothes come off first,” said Sammi, licking her lips in the process. “But first why don't you get comfortable.”
With one swift move, Sammi pushed the “Princess” into the chair. Then pinning the woman to the chair by her pushing her body against the smaller woman's she quickly buckled the straps around the “Princess's” arms and midriff. She then looked down at her prisoner and smiled.
“What's this all about kitten?”
“Well I need to know where Jezebel is and you my dear no where. But your too busy trying to get off, that you can't hold a conversation like a decent person,” said Sammi.
The “Princess” laughed.
“You think strapping me down is going to scare me, kitten. You don't know me that well then. Beside I don't know where the girl is.”
Sammi smiled and leaned into the “Princess” She kissed the woman's ears, neck, and throat. Then she slipped her hands behind the woman and unclasped her bra tugging it free to reveal her luscious breasts the were topped with two very erect nipples. It made Sammi think of an ice cream Sunday. Sammi then straddled the prone form, so she could be up close and personal.
“So I have been waiting for you in this place for the last three days. I am very frustrated. Which means I'm going to take my frustrations out on you till you tell me what I want to know ... princess.”
“Do your worse,” giggled the “Princess”
Sammi smiled and bent her head to gently flick the tips of the “Princess's” nipples with her tongue. If it was possible they became even more erect. She could hear the “Princess” sigh and make little gasping sounds with each and every flick of the tongue. After a few minutes of this Sammi placed her whole mouth over the woman's breast and began to draw circles around the woman's nipple with her tongue. Gentle moans emanated from the blond. Sammi then pulled her head away to look into the pale blue eyes of her prisoner.
“We could have even more fun, if you just tell me where Jezebel is.” grinned Sammi, “otherwise I'm just going have to tease and tease, and where is the fun in that?'
Smiling sweetly, the “Princess” just shook her head no.
“Fine!” spat Sammi.
Jabbing her fingers into the flesh just below her breasts, Sammi began to fiercely tickle the woman. At first the “Princess” didn't respond, but then she started to squirm in the chair. As she squirmed, Sammi inhaled a breath of air. The woman was grinding herself against Sammi. Maybe this wasn't the best course after all. Sammi could only hope her being in control would allow her to get the information she needed before giving in to her own carnal pleasures. A moment of relief washed over Sammi as the other woman began to giggle.
“That feels sooo good,” the “Princess” snickered.
Growling, Sammi began to brush her finger up and down the woman's body, paying special attention the woman's armpits. The “Princess's” giggles turned to howls of laughter. Sammi felt no mercy for the woman, knowing it would take more than this to break her. Besides Sammi was furious. If the damnable woman would just tell her where Jezebel was, then they could both play. But for right now Sammi had to stay in control. With the intent of breaking the “Princess” as fast as possible, she looked over at the table full of tools.
The first thing she saw on the table was an electric toothbrush. Sammi eagerly grabbed it up and flipped it on. The buzz the toothbrush made was very gratifying to Sammi's ears. Without remorse she began to draw circles in the “Princess's” armpits.
The poor woman instantly began to buck as Sammi ran the toothbrush along the outside of the Princess's armpits. She then worked the vibrating bristles across the blond's soft skin towards her breasts. The “Princess” laughing and squealing, once again tried to squirm her body against Sammi's. Sammi in irritation dragged the toothbrush to the delicate skin under the laughing girl's breasts. In response the “Princess” writhed in the chair, a huge grin plastered on her face.
“Where is the girl?”
“I don't knooow!!!,” laughed the hysterical “Princess”
“You lie!” shot Sammi back.
Sammi then moved then got off the “Princess.” Now standing beside her, Sammi set the toothbrush on the table, and grabbed the edges of the girl's panties, giving a sharp yank. There was the sound of seams splitting as Sammi pulled the underwear to the girl's knees.
“What do you think you are doing, kitten?” panted the recovering “Princess.”
“You leave me no choice, princess,” said Sammi. “I am going have to go straight to the source of your pleasure as it were, unless you want to tell me what I want to know?”
Licking her lips, the “Princess' met Sammi's eyes.
“You can't break me love, not when it is you who wants to be broken.”
Sammi blushed furiously, then fit of anger began to run her fingers along the inner thighs and lips of the gorgeous blond. The blond in question tried to thrust her groin into Sammi's probing fingers, while she giggled and sighed.
“Princess I am going to do this off and on for the next half-hour, then I am going to use the toothbrush on you. If you don't give in, I am just going have to keep playing with you until your mind is gone.”
As soon as these words were out of Sammi's mouth, she felt a heavy hand fall upon her shoulder.
“No Sammi, this game works a little differently,” said a deep male voice. “In fact it is you are in danger of losing your mind.”
