"Please Mistress," you reply, "stick finger me until I make a mess of my uniform."

From Create Your Own Story

"Please Mistress," you reply, "stick your finger in me until I make a mess of my Uniform."

She smirks and she caresses your sex once more through your panties. She then brings her hand up and grabs a handful of your tits and squeezes.

"I'm not sure that's good enough," she says with a sigh.

You whimper and bring your knees together. "Please Mistress, rub my slut pussy, make your pet whimper and moan until she can't take it anymore. Please Mistress, I beg you."

She tuts and leans in biting your neck roughly, unbuttoning your chef's jacket.

"You're not very good at this my love," she teases. "But I guess I'll give you what you need. It would be cruel of me not to give you what you need."

She tugs down at the waistband of your pants, pulling your chef jacket open. Her hand slides over your panties--pink with black trimming-- and over your pelvis. She comes so close to your clit but then pulls back up and pulls the cup of your matching bra down to reveal one of your tits. She leans in and starts to suck on it. You bite your lip and your knees rub together wising Mistress would focus other places.

Her tongue caresses your areola, circling around the nipple as she sucks at it, drawing blood into the sensitive nub. She glances her teeth against your nipple sending a jolt of pain down to your cunt where it's translated into more arousal. Finally she brings her hand down, even as she continues to suck on your tits, and slides a finger into your panties. Her finger caresses along your clitoral hood. You shiver and your knees almost buckle. But she bypasses your clit and brings her fingers between your labia, feeling your wetness. She comes back up, standing up straight with a smile on her face.

"My my..." she rubs her fingers together feeling your juices before bringing her fingers up to your lips. "My slut's rather wet."

You open your mouth and she sticks her fingers in. You suck and lick your juices off her fingers and she pulls them back out.

"Your slut is always wet Mistress," you reply. "Your slut lives only to be fucked by Mistress."

She smiles, taking your hand and leading you towards a couch she has in her office. She sits you down on her lap and starts to undo her blouse.

"Now that's not true Becca," she says, "Mistress loves you for more than just your tits and ass, waist and cunt, as stunning as they are. Mistress is lucky, because while she gets a sexy young woman to objectify, she also gets an ambitious girl with a beautiful loving personality."

You blush some as Mistress pulls her shirt open and pulls one tit out from her bra.

"But right now," she says pulling your head to her breast, "it's all about the objectification. You are my fuck toy and nothing more for the next few minutes."

You moan into her nipple as you start to suck on it. She spreads your legs and slides her hand into your panties, stroking your clit almost right away, done with the teasing. You melt into her, sucking at her nipple like a new born babe in response.