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Mary brimmed with glee, having anticipated this occasion all day.
She walked fully nude into the living room of their apartment, where a fully clothed Yumeko sat on her knees, awaiting her arrival. Mary spared a glance full of faux frustration on her, as well as a pat on her head to reward her patience, before sitting down in front of her on the sofa. Mary did not care to close her legs and let her cock hang freely in front of Yumeko, who eyed it with a sultriness that she could not suppress. Contrary to the rest of Mary’s leaner build, its size was quite impressive.
Yumeko’s eyes flicked up at her owner’s hand reaching forward, bracing for a caress on her cheek or possibly a slap, depending on her mood, but heard the clinking of the pet collar around her neck that designated her as Mary Saotome’s pet; purely cosmetic in this circumstance, but entirely deserved. The hand clutched it and yanked Yumeko forward, head bowed before her cock. Yumeko played her role expertly, feigning timidity despite desiring to suck Mary off right then and there.
“You royally fucked up today, you know that?”
Yumeko nodded.
“I’m talking to you.”
“Yes.”
“Be thankful that I’m letting you make it up to me like this. Anyone else, and I’d bleed their bank account dry to get my money back.”
“I appreciate it, Master.”
“Don’t call me… Actually, do.” Mary let go of her chain, cold metal falling onto and chilling her breasts and stiffening her nipples.
“Yes, Master.” As Yumeko stared down at the floor past Mary’s legs, she couldn’t repress her grin, loving how into this Mary was getting before Mary suddenly lifted her feet to her face. And it was now that Yumeko looked up at her.
“Well?” She asked with a twirl of her foot. “Kiss them.”
Without objection Yumeko took Mary’s foot in her hands, curling her fingers under the bottom and by the back of her heel, lowering her lips to the top of her foot and trailing kisses down before switching to the other. Such a demand was quite unexpected, but it was not her place to protest it; she had had her fun during their gamble earlier, and now it was Mary’s turn to have hers.
And Mary did. She absolutely fucking loved this: a sultry appetizer before the main act, and Yumeko’s sheer subservience left her with a hard-on already. Yumeko’s hands roamed up her calves and over her thighs, reaching closer to her erection; perhaps on purpose, greedy under the guise of worship. Mary lowered her legs and beckoned Yumeko forward.
“Your tits, my cock.”
“As you wish,” Yumeko smiled, happy to skip any pleasantries, content without please’s or thank you’s. She quickly removed her uniform jacket and began unbuttoning her white undershirt, all while Mary ogled her emerging cleavage, eager to get between it. In Yumeko’s hurry to satisfy her master, she shed her shirt and didn’t bother with her bra as she lifted her big breasts over Mary’s cock and sandwiched it snugly between them. Mary sighed blissfully at the soft sensation squeezing all around her shaft.
“Your tits are big enough to hide even a cock as big as mine,” she noted, pleased that her cock was completely engulfed between Yumeko's bra-bound boobs. They squished tight into their cradle, surrounding her cock with warm softness that melted her down quickly. And if that weren’t enough, Yumeko cupped her hands to the fabric and pressed in, covering Mary completely in a cushiony coat of flesh. “Holy shit,” she whispered, having desired to know what it felt like between Yumeko’s chest ever since they met, and it was better than she could have imagined. Mary shivered at the sensation as Yumeko began heaving them up and down with the sweetest of smirks.
“How does this feel, Master?” She purred.
“So fucking amazing. Keep that up, kitten.”
Yumeko obliged happily, switching her simple motion to one where she lifted away as she reached Mary’s tip and then squeezed back down on her base and slid up again. She looked down at it more often than she looked up at Mary, who could tell that she just couldn’t wait to get it on her tongue.
“You seem more excited about this than I am, You slut,” Mary added as an afterthought, thinking that she could get comfortable with this role.
“Well, you’re so big and hard, I just can’t wait for you to cover my tits in cum.”
Just hearing her say that so earnestly made Mary’s ears burn. “At least you’re honest…”
Yumeko hummed happily, which ended on a confused murmur as Mary held her chin and slipped a finger or two into her mouth.
“Mashter?”
“Go ahead and take your bra off.”
Wordlessly and obediently, Yumeko reached her hands behind her back to undo the clasp and slip it off, her breasts spilling around Mary’s cock. All while her tongue was rolled betwixt Mary’s fingers, who ruminated on what she could do from this position to drive Yumeko crazy.
“Pleasure me enough, and I might just forgive your blunder, on the condition that I get to ask for more favors like this. You’d just love that, wouldn’t you?” Mary inquired with a knowing smirk.
“Uh-huh! I’m all yourth.” Yumeko smiled as she pushed her tits back up against Mary’s cock, pressing them together with her arms.
“Say that you’re my bitch.”
“Ihm your bith," Yumeko moaned a little too heartily, not the least bit ashamed by her inhibited speech.
"Good girl." Quite content with Yumeko's enthusiasm, Mary drew her fingers away but angled her hand down. Yumeko laid a kiss upon the back of it - a shameless gesture of loyalty - and Mary withdrew it to allow her to get back to work while soaring with elation at the fact that she had the gorgeous Yumeko Jabami wrapped around her finger. "You know, every guy and girl in our school has their eyes on you and your rack, but you’re all mine, and just knowing that really turns me on."
“I’m happy to hear that,” Yumeko said; from a rather honest place, Mary suspected.
Yumeko smiled down at her tip and shared a smooch with it as well, drawing away a pearl of pre on her lips. Yumeko shifted on her knees, desperately desiring to have Mary inside her, but knew she had to earn that honor first. Her own fingers wouldn't suffice to please herself in any satisfying way, and so she focused wholly on her girlfriend for the moment. Yumeko reaffirmed her grip on her breasts, fingers grasping around her nipples to cup as much of them as she could. She slid one up and the other down in a steady rhythm, warming Mary's member in the friction with her soft skin.
Mary tilted her head back but didn’t break their stare, finding it very difficult to keep her cool with her cock being swallowed by softness. Her cock trembled and quivered, feeling a powerful orgasm beginning to build in her core, a volcano forming between Yumeko's bouncing bust until she would slip them a certain perfect way and molten lava would spew forth.
Yumeko felt Mary's cock throbbing between her breasts and pushed down onto her hips, making room to wrap her lips around her tip and slide her tongue down her shaft. She heard Mary moan quietly behind her teeth and glanced up to find her biting her lip, cheeks tinged with red. Yumeko swallowed her with the intention of slathering her in spit rather than finishing her off, and once lubing her sufficiently, leaned forward, gathered her breasts in her arms, and hauled them up and down in a tighter squeeze than ever.
“I can tell you’re getting close, Master,” Yumeko smiled, noticing that Mary’s hips were thrusting against her, a wet schlick filling the space between their breaths. "Cum right between my big, soft tits.” Yumeko breathed her suggestion huskily, wanting it just as much as Mary; Mary, who was overwhelmed by the softness of Yumeko’s breasts and the slickness of the saliva she’d covered her in. She breathed deep, balled her fists and tightened her core, wanting to prolong this wonderful feeling for as long as she could hold on to the edge before losing her grip. She shivered head to toe, curling them, staring at all of the flesh spilling from Yumeko’s arms, surrounding her cock in warmth and wetness, and it only took that second of worshipping the feeling for it to overwhelm Mary, unfurling with force as a hot shot erupted between Yumeko’s tits and landed squarely on her chin.
Yumeko hid Mary’s cock deep between her perfect, pillowy breasts and squeezed tight, forming a seal to catch the shots of sticky cum as Mary lifted her hips into the feeling. Yumeko massaged her softly into a dream rendered real as cum spewed from her spasming cock and filled the space she occupied so cozily between her tits, her own sticky warmth washing over her as it overflowed and oozed out of Yumeko's cleavage, until the fantastic feeling very slowly began to fade under a heavy breath.
Mary could scarcely relax from the height of that rapturous orgasm as Yumeko continued pumping her breasts slowly, smearing Mary's throbbing cock through her creamy cleavage.
"Mmm… you came a lot. It feels so warm between my tits, Master."
"You're telling me," Mary muttered back, barely able to sit up with her cock being so overstimulated. She almost told Yumeko to cut it out already, but melted into this blissful massage, her breaths rickety and deep. “Fuck, Yumeko…”
Yumeko smiled and relaxed her grip and her motions slowly, easing her chest off of Mary’s cock, and together they watched it fall back into Mary’s lap with strands of her spunk stuck between it and her cleavage. Yumeko lifted her breasts together to marvel at the mess Mary had made between them, and swept her fingers through it and up to her lips.
“Thank you, Master,” she chuckled, happy to see Mary so spent from her efforts.
“I should be thanking you,” Mary said with a smile, taking Yumeko’s hand and returning the kiss to the back of hers. A blush quickly filled Yumeko’s cheeks, much to Mary’s surprise. If Yumeko had willed that reaction to play her part of the subservient slave, well, Mary would have been impressed were it not for her sneaking suspicion that it was genuine. “You can forget about your debt, as long as you don’t mind doing this more often.”
Yumeko mulled over what should have been an instant decision to anyone sane.
“May I still call you Master?”
“Uh… I guess? Naturally, that means that I’ll be calling you my slave,” Mary reminded her half-jokingly. Yumeko smiled back happily, pleased to have been of service to her master. “On that note; go get cleaned up already.”
“As you wish, Master,” Yumeko sang back, rising onto her feet and hurrying away.
Mary kicked her feet up onto the table in front of her, remembering how Yumeko kissed them and her hand earlier, thinking that she could get used to this kind of pampering.