"Your tongue feels so good, my pet," Dana complimented; the pleasure from her pet's n****e play bringing sensations directly to her burning cunt.
Ten minutes of Jasmine kissing, l*****g and nibbling both breasts proceeded with Dana continuing to talk softly to her. Finally, her cunt blazing, Dana shifted to dirty talk. "On your knees, slut."
Jasmine quickly obeyed, even though she could have spent an eternity pleasuring Dana's voluptuous breasts. On her knees, she was reminded of the egg that had been vibrating in her cunt, having gotten relatively used to the buzzing sensations.
Dana grabbed the bag and ordered, "Follow me, my titty lover."
Jasmine had written many stories where a character had been forced to crawl on their knees, but she herself had never did it. As fantasized, the real life scenario was as exhilarating and humiliating as she imagined. She crawled on the carpeted hotel floor to the bed.
Dana put the bag of toys on the bed and considered her options. Grabbing the strap-on c**k, she put it around her waist as Jasmine watched from her subservient point of view. Dana looking down at her pet asked, "Does my MILF s**t want to be f****d?"
Being called a MILF flattered Jasmine and the egg buzzing in her cunt for an eternity had her eager to come. "Yes, Mistress, I would love you to f**k your slut."
Dana loved her pet calling herself names as she reached down and pulled the egg out from her pet. "Clean it off my s**t, it is soaking wet with your cunt juice."
Jasmine opened her mouth and cleaned her own juices, something else she had never did before, other than from her own finger. Surprisingly, my own taste was salty sweet and she knew she would be tasting herself more when alone at night writing her naughty tales.
A moment later, Dana took the toy back and tossed it on the bed. "Crawl onto the bed, my pet," Dana instructed.
Jasmine pulled herself up onto the king-sized bed.
Dana lay down on the bed, her c**k standing straight up. "Straddle me my pet. I want to watch you as you ride me."
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine obeyed, even though she hated the on top position, always feeling uncomfortable at being watched, her insecurities always getting the best of her.
Dana noticed the trepidation in Jasmine's tone. "Are you uncomfortable on top, my s**t?"
"Usually," Jasmine admitted, as she began to straddle the n***d redhead.
"But you will do it for me, won't you?" Dana asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine answered, her cunt slowly lowering onto the big plastic c**k.
"Because I own you, don't I my slutty teacher?" Dana questioned.
Jasmine moaned as the c**k slowly filled her while lowering herself onto it, "Yes, Mistress, I'm your s**t teacher, your pet teacher, and your w***e author."
"I think this will be a good story, don't you think?" Dana asked, watching the beautiful woman's facial expressions as the c**k filled her.
"f**k, yes," Jasmine moaned, the eight inch c**k now completely in her cunt.
"f**k, yes, you will write the story; or f**k, yes, the c**k is deep in your s**t box?" Dana asked to clarify.
"Both," Jasmine whimpered, as she began to slowly move up and down on the plastic c**k, her eyes closed.
"Open your eyes, Jasmine, let me look into those crystal blue eyes. I want to see your hunger," Dana instructed.
Jasmine opened her eyes and looked down at the beautiful young woman. Suddenly her insecurities disappeared as this moment seemed so perfect. She began moving faster, her perky breasts beginning to bounce, as she rode the plastic c**k.
"That's it, my cunt-pleaser, f**k yourself. Let loose and be the submissive w***e you have always craved to be," Dana ordered.
Jasmine continued riding the plastic c**k, not used to bring on top it took a while to get into a rhythm.
Dana suggested, "Use my t**s for leverage, my pet."
Jasmine leaned forward, each of the green eyed beauty's massive breasts, holding up Jasmine's weight. This new position gave Jasmine the perfect position to lean forward and move her hips back and forth with smoothness.
"f**k you are the sexiest s**t teacher in the world," Dana complimented. "Could you imagine if your students had any clue what kind of w***e their teacher is? You would have boys forcing you to suck their c***s, you would have girls forcing you between their legs and you would be used as a complete c*m bucket. You would like that, wouldn't you?"
Jasmine was riding the c**k furiously now, her desire to come all that mattered, and the dirty thoughts of being used by her students only built on her desire to come. "f**k, yes, I would love to be a teacher s**t," Jasmine screamed, verbalizing her naughtiest dirty fantasy, flashes of so many ex-students she would love to submit to...guys and girls...jocks and nerds...she fantasized about them all.
"Close to coming, my teacher w***e?" Dana questioned, although her pet's facial expressions made the question redundant.
"Sooooo close, Mistress, may I come?" Jasmine requested, her o****m on the brink.
"Lean forward, s**t," Dana instructed.
Jasmine reluctantly obeyed, but was thrilled when she felt Dana buck her a*s up and began f*****g her hard. "Oh yes, Mistress, f**k your s**t, f**k her haaaard."
"Come now my s**t," Dana demanded, as she thrust hard into her pet.
"Thaaaaaaank yooooooou," Jasmine screamed, the all day building o****m exploding like she had never felt before. Her whole body tingled as she held onto Dana's breasts for dear life.
"That's it, s**t, come for me," Dana said, continuing her hard upward thrusts into her coming pet.
"Yeeeeees, Mistress," Jasmine squeaked out, her breathing erratic as the greatest s****l pleasure of her life poured through her.
"Come harder you f*****g s**t, you cunt-l*****g w***e," Dana ordered, trying to make her pet's o****m even more intense, confident the name calling enhanced her pet's pleasure.