[ She chuckles softly. It's true, Nami is a queen now. Not that she ever needed that rank officially in order for Mitsuru to view her as such. She's always been her equal in Mitsuru's eyes, in every respect. As she watches Nami position herself, she continues to let the crop flick idly against the surface of the table, picturing how it's going to look and feel smacking against the other woman's soft, beautiful backside. She bites her ruby red lower lip as she imagines it, her voice low but quietly commanding in tone as she responds. Speaking in that authoritarian way has always been second nature to her, she's just never applied it in a situation like this before...
Why not now? ]
Yes, like that. Très bien.
[ Mitsuru draws in closer behind her just as desired, unable to help but admire the view as her fellow redhead seductively moves her ass for her. ]
I like the way you look like this...
[ She holds out her hand, elegant fingers caressing and possessively squeezing Nami's ass for a moment, a little demanding too - in her limited knowledge, she knows she's supposed to begin this slowly, to ease them both into it, signal where she plans to strike first... She keeps her eyes on Nami's in the mirror before them both, deep pangs of arousal coursing through her as she takes in the position they're both in, the seductive feeling of power over her lover that it brings.
When she introduces the crop, she drags the end teasingly over Nami's ass cheeks, over the spots she was just squeezing with her hands. She watches keenly for a reaction with those sharp mahogany eyes of hers as she finally brings the crop down upon one of the other woman's ass cheeks, light and teasing more than anything else for this first blow. But enough to draw a little pink to the surface of Nami's pale skin momentarily. ]
Do you like that? [ A question punctuated by another teasing flick of the queen of heart's riding crop against Nami's ass. She places her free hand lightly upon the top of her ass, drifting towards the curve of her lower back, as if holding her in place in this position. ] Because I'm just getting started with you.
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Why not now? ]
Yes, like that. Très bien.
[ Mitsuru draws in closer behind her just as desired, unable to help but admire the view as her fellow redhead seductively moves her ass for her. ]
I like the way you look like this...
[ She holds out her hand, elegant fingers caressing and possessively squeezing Nami's ass for a moment, a little demanding too - in her limited knowledge, she knows she's supposed to begin this slowly, to ease them both into it, signal where she plans to strike first... She keeps her eyes on Nami's in the mirror before them both, deep pangs of arousal coursing through her as she takes in the position they're both in, the seductive feeling of power over her lover that it brings.
When she introduces the crop, she drags the end teasingly over Nami's ass cheeks, over the spots she was just squeezing with her hands. She watches keenly for a reaction with those sharp mahogany eyes of hers as she finally brings the crop down upon one of the other woman's ass cheeks, light and teasing more than anything else for this first blow. But enough to draw a little pink to the surface of Nami's pale skin momentarily. ]
Do you like that? [ A question punctuated by another teasing flick of the queen of heart's riding crop against Nami's ass. She places her free hand lightly upon the top of her ass, drifting towards the curve of her lower back, as if holding her in place in this position. ] Because I'm just getting started with you.