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Becoming a Lesbian Slave

Date: 1/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Domination/submission, Girls domination, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

actually had a night where I didn’t have a wet dream. Sunday I went in and tried to go through the weekly receipts, only to find they were all gone. I texted Sophia to have her ask Amber where the receipts were. She replied: Ms. Amber told me to tell you that Nicole is in charge of the store in her absence. Although frustrated, there was nothing I could do about it until I spoke with Amber on Monday. So I enjoyed a leisurely Sunday as I prepared for Monday’s meeting...a conversation I played in my mind again and again. I went to bed thinking of Amber and what was sure to be another power struggle and not surprisingly I had another frustrating wet dream. This time it was me massaging Amber’s stocking-clad feet. “You look good on your knees, Cassie,” Amber complimented. “Thank you,” I replied, her comment meant to humiliate, yet somehow making me proud. “You want to fuck yourself with my foot, don’t you, slut?” Amber asked, moving her stocking-clad foot to my face. “What?” I asked, not sure I heard the question. “You want to get off on my foot, say it, Cassie,” Amber ordered. The thought had not even remotely popped into my head, yet now that it was there, the idea was all I could think of. “Yes, Mistress,” I admitted. “Straddle my foot, slut,” Amber offered, moving her foot straight up, her nylon toes standing up. Embarrassed, but horny, I awkwardly straddled her leg and foot and hesitated not sure what to do. “Well fuck yourself, dummy,” Amber said, condescendingly. I ... lowered my pussy directly onto her foot, the scene absurd, and used her toes as tiny cocks. I began to slowly buck back and forth, my wet pussy, opening up wanting more. “Shit, your cunt is soaked, slut. You love being a little submissive slave, don’t you,” Amber smirked. “Yes, Mistress, I love being your whooooore,” I moaned, as more of her toes slipped between my pussy lips. “Get all my foot in,” she demanded. “Yeeeees, Mistress,” I whimpered, wiggling back and forth like a slutty porn star as all five toes disappeared inside me. “Now ride my foot cock,” she ordered, the smirk on her face one of utter amusement at just how desperate I was to obey, to come. “Fuuuuuuck,” I moaned, as I began to fuck myself with her foot. It was utterly humiliating and doubly satisfying. A couple of minutes of fucking myself, Amber finally demanded, “Come my pet, my whore, my slave, my pussy pleaser, my slut.” Each derogatory name triggered a sensational pulsation of pleasure in my body and my orgasm exploded through me. I woke up sweating and my pussy again leaking from a very vivid wet dream. What the hell? What was happening to me? Why was I continually having such stupid, yet authentic feeling dreams? I concluded whether it was good for business or not, Amber had to go. 5. A SHOCKING REVELATION I arrived early for my so-called meeting with Amber. I wasn’t the least bit shocked that neither her or Sophia were there. Around 9:30, I texted Sophia. Where are you? I got no answer and sighed as I ...