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Isabel’s Slave – Part Three

Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: DarkSide, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

realise that Amy was not used to this. The scenario was alien to her. She decided she would have to prompt her; make her feel at home. Amy felt more than a little uncomfortable, until that is, Melissa spoke to her. Melissa smiled and cocked her head to one side; straightening it she said, “can I get you anything, mistress,” emphasising the ‘mistress’ element. Amy registered the word and looked at her. “You can get me a plate of food. That would be nice,” she replied. Melissa stood there taking in the politeness of Amy’s response, “You will have to lead me to the table,” she said, eventually. Amy could not take her eyes off Melissa. This black haired beauty was standing stark naked in front of her sporting just a dog collar and chain. What’s more, was that she was told that she was hers, to do with what she wanted. She was well out of her comfort zone. Amy pulled on the chain and led Melissa to the table. Melissa followed. “There, how’s that,” she said to Melissa. Melissa looked at her, “order me,” she said, “it works better that way. I won’t mind.” Amy looked at Melissa and smiled. “Get me a plate of food, now…” she said, as she yanked the chain downwards towards the food and then let it go a little to give Melissa some room for manoeuvre. Melissa jerked suddenly, she then picked up a plate and placed several items on it; mostly vol-au-vent style food with some sandwiches. She handed the plate back to Amy. “Reach me that drink, and what is it?” asked Amy. Melissa bent forward ... and reached over the table for the drink telling her what it was at the same time. As Melissa grasped the drink, she gasped out loud as Amy’s hand came down on her backside and spanked her. It was a loud slap; the noise reverberated throughout the house. Melissa’s right cheek burnt for a while, but she prided herself that she did not let out an uncontrolled yelp. She never spilt the drink either, and she raised herself with everything intact and handed the drink to Amy. Amy placed the drink and food down on the side table next to the chair. She looked back at Melissa. “I think I am a little overdressed,” she said. No more needed to be said and Melissa started to undress Amy. First the skirt was unbuttoned, unzipped and the dropped to the floor, then came the blouse, bra and finally the knickers. Amy kicked her own shoes off which ended up close to the table with the food on it. Amy sat back down on the leather chair and picked up her drink, she sipped it. Lifting a vol-au-vent off the plate, she slipped it into her mouth and chewed on it. She reached out for the chain and yanked it downwards, taking up the slack as she did so. Eventually, Melissa was on her knees in front of Amy. “Lick my pussy.” She said as she opened her thighs. Melissa never looked Amy in the eye at all. She just extended her neck so that she could reach Amy’s pussy from where she knelt and then extended her tongue as well. She flicked at it. “Yeah, fucking lick that pussy,” Amy commanded. She was getting ...