VIPs in bondage – Three

As she blew smoke over the notoriously health conscious Beyonce, Whitney sneered down at her, “maybe I should keep you like that and use you as my ashtray.”

“Whatever would please you Mistress.”

“Whatever would please me? Well” she spoke as she clasped the cigarette between her lips and unclipped a large flap that stretched the length of the crotch of her cat suit ,

“It would please me if I sat on your face right now and you licked me as well as you can. Let’s see if your any better than that little slut this morning.”

A large bush of pubic hair extended from the flap and Whitney took another drag on her cigarette before clambering onto the table, splaying her thighs either side of Beyonce’s face and positioning her wet pussy right over the younger woman’s mouth. This action moved Beyonce’s body on a few occasions and with each slight movement a new shot of stabbing sensation spread through either her breasts of her pussy.

“Now get licking Bitch!” demanded Whitney.

Beyonce Knowles put her long, strong tongue to good effect and stretched it up and right into the warm, hairy moistness above her and began to rigorously lick it. Whitney felt so sexy perched atop the face of such a famous slut and as she dragged at her cigarette she peered down to see the obvious joy of her slave. In a flash Whitney reached down and captured Beyonce’s nostrils between her thumb and fore-finger and as her mouth was engulfed with Whitney’s cunt Beyonce was effectively cut off from air. The slave’s eyes flew wide open in a panic only to look straight into the leering, mocking eyes above her and all at once Beyonce got it, she had to trust her Mistress, this was a test just as before. She closed her eyes slowly and submissively and immediately felt the fingers leave her nose and clear air pass through it again.