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  1. “Mami… hah…”
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  3. Needy whimpers filled the blonde woman’s apartment, alongside delicate, teasing laughter. The silver-haired woman had prostrated herself in front of Mami, stark naked and vulnerable while the blonde sat fully clothed on the couch. She was in a fairly exposing outfit; a black and red corset complimenting her curvaceous form, popped open at the top to reveal sinfully delightful cleavage. Dark panty-hose connected to her frilly garter-belt, her panties jet black with a tiny little bow at the top. Her satisfaction with the taller woman’s complete submission was evident by the wide smirk on her face. “Now, now… that isn’t nearly enough…” she whispered, lifting the woman’s chin with her foot. “I’ll need more than just simple begging if you want me to help you with that… problem of yours.” Sara’s bright green eyes stared at her anxiously, only able to keep eye contact for a moment before looking away.
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  5. Sara couldn’t quite fathom how she had gotten herself into this situation to begin with; her overabundance of lust was sort of restricting her though processes. All she could currently think of was how she would properly satisfy the intimidating, gorgeous blonde sitting in front of her. “Y-Yes, ma'am…”
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  7. Mami grinned, looking down at her face and snapping her fingers. “Hmph… on your knees, pet.” Without any hesitation, she immediately did as ordered, toned body and stiff erection put on prominent display in front of her vampiric mistress. Sara was a tall one; at least six feet tall. Her skin was pale, complimented by her silver hair that seemed to shimmer in the dim overhead light. Her body was in good shape, as well; her line of work pretty much required her to have an inspiring, but incredibly imposing appearance. The vampire laughed and traced her pantyhose-clad foot slowly up her body; from her strong calves, up her abs, between her small breasts, and right to her lips. “Kiss it.”
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  9. She stared at the foot pressed against her lips, groaning weakly and closed her eyes before kissing it. Mami laughed, pleased at the further show of obedience. “Who knew a filthy yakuza thug could listen to orders so well~” she teased, smiling at the visible wince Sara made because of the comment. “Now, now, no need to be upset…” Mami continued, crossing her legs and pressing her foot more firmly against her lips, her other one pressing gently against the head of Sara’s cock. The silver-haired woman’s needy moan made her smile widen even more. “My, my… you need it that badly, do you? Naughty, naughty… be a good girl and keep kissing, and I might just find myself in a good enough mood to help you with it…~”
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  11. Sara stared, face flushed deep-red from both arousal and shame. She took a deep breath, swallowing her pride and nodding. “Yes, ma'a-”
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  13. “Mistress.”
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  15. Mami gave her a cunning smile, licking her lips slowly. “You should at least know your place if I’m doing something like this for you, you know?” she giggled. She waited for a moment, carefully watching Sara’s expression. “This is where you say, ‘thank you Mistress Tomoe’~”.
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  17. “… t-thank you, Mistress Tomoe…” Sara said feebly, holding Mami’s foot to her lips and gently peppering the top of it with kisses. As promised, Mami pressed her foot against the length of Sara’s shaft, pinning it against her hardened abs and slowly grinding. A weak murmur left the taller woman’s lips, hot breath washing over Mami’s foot as she continued to kiss and worship it with her soft lips.
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  19. “Mmm… you’re a big girl, aren’t you…” the blonde groaned, admiring Sara’s thick, lengthy shaft. Her panty-hose occasionally clung to Sara’s dick as she stroked it off, pre-cum staining the dark fabric. “Maybe you won’t be just a useless drink… I suppose I could use a good…” she trailed off, her breath hitching as she licked her lips. “… a good toy…~”
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  21. The blonde pulled her foot from Sara’s lips, instead bringing it down to her other one currently working on the woman’s cock. She pinned it between the balls of her feet, toes clinging tightly to her shaft as she slowly started to stroke her off. Sara let out a labored moan, Mami giggling sensually as she continued to rub her off with her feet. “My, such a naughty girl… what kind of disgusting pervert gets off just from a woman’s feet~?” she teased, gripping tightly and starting to stroke even faster. “Mhmhm..~”
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  23. The soft fabric and pressure made Sara groan deeply, unsuspecting of how good it would feel. Another wave of shame passed through her body, Mami’s words resonating deeply within her and reaffirming her submissive position in the whole ordeal. Even though it had only been a few minutes at most, it feel like hours of pleasure were being bestowed on her from the vampire dominatrix, the blonde laughing at the weak expressions and helpless cries of pleasure she let out. “Don’t tell me… are you going to cum from this~?”
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  25. “H-Hahh… t-that’s…”
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  27. Sara offered no real response beyond more soft whimpers and shivering, which was acceptable enough for Mami. “So filthy… I can’t believe I have to soil such a nice pair of panty-hose for a low-life like you…” the blonde groaned, raising one of her feet and grinding the head against her heel, her other foot sliding across the length of Sara’s shaft once more. “Go on~ Cum for me, you animal… I want to hear you moan and cry like the pervert you are, getting off from a lady’s feet like this~!” she ordered loudly, movements speeding up three-fold as the silver-haired woman kneeling in front of her started to orgasm.
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  29. Cum shot across Sara’s abs and chest as Mami pulled her foot covering the tip away, continuing to firmly grind her cock with the other. “Mmm… that’s a good, obedient little pet…~” the domineering woman moaned, before pulling away and sighing softly. “Well, it’s good that you can actually obey orders, that is… even if you did dirty me like this…” she whispered, placing her feet back in front of Sara’s face. “Now, be a good dog and clean it for me, will you?”
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  31. The crime-boss winced, but obliged her request nonetheless. “… yes, Mistress Tomoe.” She held both of the blonde’s feet in her hands, silently licking her own cum off of Mami. She made sure they were as spotless as she could manage, getting every last drop off and swallowing. The taste of it was vivid, but not unpleasant. Eating healthy with a side dose of sweets was probably helpful in that regard. Mami’s smile returned, slowly pulling away and standing up. “Mm… good. But don’t think I’m done with you yet, no, no…” she said in a husky whisper, gripping Sara by the hair and pushing her face harshly against her crotch. It smelt pleasant… it was the scent of her sex, but there was something that she found so appealing about it. As if it were lightly perfumed, though she wasn’t sure exactly how that could be possible.
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  33. “You’ve been boringly quiet so far… I expected more of a mouth from someone of your stature.” Mami said with a sigh, grinding slowly against the woman’s lips. The thin fabric of her panties was all that separated her crotch from Sara’s lips, but it seemed that Sara was already getting excited and lusting for the chance to please her. Her breathing was more labored, chest almost heaving as she kissed heavily at Mami’s covered crotch. “Hey, I didn’t even give you an order, yet! Stupid pervert…”
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  35. Mami let out a deep sigh, shaking her head. “Ahh… I suppose there’s no helping it… though you better listen closely from now on, understand?”
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  37. Sara nodded, closing her eyes and panting with desire.
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  39. “Good girl~” she whispered. “Now, time to get out of these clothes… you’re going to strip me, you naughty girl. But, you’re going to do it as I say. Anything unwarranted will result in… punishment. So, first off, my garter and pantyhose~”
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  41. The woman started to reach, but Mami immediately stopped her. “Forgot to mention… not with your hands. Just your teeth. I want you to worship this body along the way. You should be grateful that I even allow you to do so~”
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  43. Sara paused before nodding, hugging the blonde’s waist and kissing the exposed flesh around her wide, soft hips. “Yes, Mistress Tomoe… thank you for gracing me with your body~” she groaned, voice oozing with desire. She gripped the top of garter between her teeth as she stared up at the thick blonde, slowly pulling down. It was a bit of a struggle, but she managed to peel it away very slowly, before it hit her legs and simply fell down. The woman had to go one leg at a time to get her pantyhose off, switching legs once one part was pulled down enough. It took a while, but she managed to get the blonde’s legs bare with enough effort and patience. Not one to disobey orders, she clung to a pale leg and peppered it with kisses and longing licks, lips leaving only the tiniest red mark on her snow white skin.
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  45. Mami grinned, gently caressing the girl’s silver-hair. “Mmm, that’s nice… though I’ll need more of a warm-up than that.”
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  47. She spread her legs, tugging on Sara’s head so she was paying attention. The blonde realized that Sara trying to take off her corset with just her teeth would be nigh impossible, so she did it herself. Bow after bow came lose, and she made a show of very carefully, slowly pulling it off; heavy breasts spilled out of it and lightly bouncing from falling so quickly out of their restraint. Mami pulled Sara up, stuffing her face into her cleavage and giggling happily. Sara immediately got to work kissing again, pulling back enough from Mami’s embrace so she could kiss the tender skin of her breasts. The vampire guided Sara’s lips to her right nipple, gasping with delight at Sara’s almost immediate response; soft lips enveloping it and suckling delicately. She found herself sliding a hand down her body, fingers dancing along the wet slit behind her panties as the yakuza woman sucked on her breast.
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  49. “Nn… good girl~”
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  51. Mami tugged back on Sara’s hair, pulling the woman away from her breasts before pushing roughly down on her head. “That’s… enough of a warmup, I think. You know what to do.”
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  53. Her voice was husky and it sounded like she was just barely holding back from completely pouncing the girl. After all, she had to put Sara properly in her place before she did anything more than just a simple foot-job… the silver-haired woman would have to really prove herself before getting to have sex with her.
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  55. Sara’s teeth gripped tight on the hem of Mami’s panties, tugging down as quickly as she could manage- which made her movements seem pretty desperate. It was clear that she was more than just a tad excited to be doing such. Mami’s scent wafted into her nose; freshly showered and pleasant. She couldn’t hold back after the blonde’s pussy was finally exposed, almost immediately closing the gap between them and planting kisses all along it. Mami let out a sharp cry of surprise, biting her lip and gripping tightly on Sara’s head. “Oh, you naughty girl! Now you’re really going to get it!”
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  57. Mami suddenly shoved Sara, causing the taller woman to tumble onto her back. The blonde closed in quickly, dropping down on her and resting on her calves. She planted her swollen, moist labia directly on the woman’s face, thick thighs keeping the woman’s head pinned firmly between them. “If you want it so badly, you’re going to get it, you filthy woman~!”
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  59. Sara didn’t mind the change in position, knowing that Mami probably did it as a show of dominance in case she started getting more heated than she already was. She extended her tongue, allowing the thick girl something more pleasurable to grind against; and grind she did. Mami rocked her hips against Sara’s face, the girl on the bottom placing kisses and long licks when she got the chance. The vampire uttered low, loud coos of satisfaction, Sara’s skilled ministrations already sending waves of pleasure rolling through her body. The blonde licked one of her fingers, lowering it to swirl dexterously against her clit as Sara continued to work on her labia. “H-Hah… fuck… s-shit…!”
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  61. The woman pinned below her was working her hardest to get her off; she figured if Mami was sitting on her face, there was no point in taking it slowly and drawing it out. She reached up and squeezed her hips, helping the blonde into a steady, rhythmic motion as she continued to eat her out. Kisses and licks turned into a slow, steady insertion of the tip of her tongue; parting the woman’s nether-lips and inserting herself inside. Mami was essentially riding her tongue, at this point; and the sharp moans and cries gave Sara all she needed to know.
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  63. The feeling of Sara’s writhing tongue inside of her as she rocked back and forth proved to be far too much alongside the clitoral stimulation she was already giving herself, body shaking and squirming on top of her as she started to cum. Mami closed her eyes and let the heated bliss of her orgasm sweep over her body, voice shaking as she cried out at a volume that any neighbors would be certain to hear.
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  65. She relinquished the tight grip of her thighs around Sara’s neck, the yakuza tough coughing a few times and trying to get her breath back- she could breathe down there, but she was starting to get light-headed. Mami continued to pant, still basking in her afterglow while she had to spare time… before she had to get back to dominating Sara. She inhaled sharply, grabbing Sara by the arm and tossing her back onto the couch, practically pouncing onto her lap and gripping her thick cock tightly. She raised herself and pressed the tip just against her crotch, a wild look in her eyes.
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  67. “I’m going to grace with the absolute honor of fucking me… just because you managed to get me off so quickly. But you better be good, and you better not disappoint me…” she whispered, leaning in and pressing her sharp fangs against the soft flesh of Sara’s throat; her tone dark, voice rich and mesmerizing. “I’ll completely drain you dry if you don’t. If you manage to satisfy me, well… I might just drain you in a way you may like~”
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  69. Mami grinned ear to ear, licking her lips. The night was still so young.
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