From Jenny to Mei Ch. 11

Karla loved it. It made her feel so good, oddly more feminine than even sex with Tim. She understood now that there was no experience Mei could offer her that she would deny. If she wanted a threesome with master then she'd do it. Shit, she'd lick his asshole too, if Mei just smiled and asked her to. If Mei would tie her up and drip hot wax on her she'd love it. Anything just to keep being with her like this.

Mei turned over, gathered Karla into her arms and pulled her on top of her. "God it was fantastic. You've got to let me try that on you."

"No, baby, tonight is about you."

"No way. I've got to feel your pussy grinding into my face, my nose, my lips. Get up here and get me wet." She pulled on her and Karla complied, shuffling forward as Mei slid down.

Mei smelled her pussy as it approached, still unaccustomed to the somewhat sharp musk sent of a woman. She looked up past her lovely tits and into her eyes and pulled down on her hips. "Grind it in, baby, make your dirty slut earn her perverted love for you."

"Oh, Mei!" Jesus, she loved this woman. She didn't know how but Mei had thrown some switch in her that must have been about to trip anyway. She'd heard of the sudden onset of love and this must have been it. She was beyond infatuation. Thoughts of Mei possessed her like the ringing in the ears you get with a bad head cold, always there and when you think about it, that maybe it's gone, you realize it has been there all along. It was only a few days but Mei fulfilled a fantasy so long held and in such a perfect way that it was like the tumblers in a lock all lining up, making the turn of the key effortless.

Mei felt the ooze of juices coat her chin as Karla' pussy lips spread to either side. "Grind your cunt on me," she said again, "Fuck my mouth."

Goddamn that was hot and Karla pushed her weight on Mei's face and began to circle her, feeling Mei's small hands grab her hips and pull down hardener.

Karla was so turned on at this point she wouldn't last long. Looking down, seeing those hot almond eyes staring up at her, seeing her clit rub the tip of Mei's nose was causing her to shiver in pre-orgasm quakes. She felt Mei's tongue at her hole, then her lips, then her hole again. She heard what sounded like 'fuck me.' Then more clearly. Mei was saying 'fuck me' and she quivered again. Goddamn this girl was so sexually powerful, it took the breath right out of her.

"Stick your finger up my ass, Mei," she heard herself say and a moment later she felt it enter. She never like this before Monday. Now getting it from Mei this instant was imperative. The feeling of invasion was uncomfortable but Mei Chun was changing everything about what Karla thought of herself. So the wiggling finger pumping into her, the discomfort contrasting with the pleasure of her mouth on her vulva was about the split her mind in half.

Mei seemed to want a second finger in and the idea that she wanted to own her ass caused her to take a leap forward towards the on-rushing orgasm. She put her hands on the table and humped and fucked Mei's face with a hurried intensity that alarmed her, but had already taken over her motor neurons. She was on the homestretch.

Mei was screaming, mouth full of Karla's wet cunt. She was loving it, thinking how good it was to be dominated by a woman like this. The only thing better would to be tied down, the wand at her pussy and a nipple clamp or two. She slid half of another finger in her ass and pumped as rapidly as she could and Karla came in a series of grunts, "Mei, Mei, Mei. I'm... Oh holy shiiiii."

Mei kept up the pressure with the hand at her hip, pulling Karla into her mouth and chin, exalting in the sensation of her slick pussy sliding over her face and the smell of her cunt. God it was spectacular.

Karla wound down like a spring in a music box, spent and suddenly very tired. Rather than collapsing like she wanted, she dismounted from Mei's face, got off the table and restarted the massage with a minute-long kissing and licking of her face while stroking her hair with infinite tenderness. She felt such a connection with Mei. Such a closeness. Her heart seemed connected to hers and Mei's return of her kisses and words proved that she felt it to. The pain in her rectum told her how much Mei cared. They had such a future together, if only Mei were free of her master. But how to free her of a domination to which she had given herself willingly? She would have to meet this Philip to find out. To discover his secret and any weakness in his power over her. She had mentioned blackmail. Maybe that was the key. If she could free her then she would be hers.

There were ten minutes left in the massage and Karla spent it, after a cursory rubbing, making love to her pussy with her mouth. No insertion this time, just a loving slow sucking and a finish with Karla concentrating on her clit, yielding a gratifying shudder it two from Mei and those exquisite sounds of passionate release.

Mei stood, weak on her feet. They kissed as Karla dressed and Mei watched as she sauntered out the door.

She changed and as she was leaving she found Kenisha with Karla again and received a strange haughty look from the black woman and a perfunctory goodbye from Karla. She expected Karla to be plastic but what was up with the other girl?

She shrugged it off as she got into the taxi to Philip's place. Mei was becoming the kind of girl to look forward and not back.

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Kenisha waited until Mei had left to enter the massage room with the pretext of restocking towels and retrieved her phone with an evil grin. She had given the little Asian tart a look as she left and then went to the bathroom to listen. Twenty-five minutes later, having emailed herself the file, she returned to the salon.

"Where did you run off to!?" Karla asked in jest. Even though she was the manager they were friends and much more like pals than otherwise. Underlying the question, however, was a nervousness she tried hard not to reveal.

Kenisha put her phone on the counter and pressed play. Karla heard her own excited voice say, "Lay down and I'm going to give you a great massage, my best ever, and lick your pussy a few times before I'm done." It was clearly and irrefutably her own voice. She reflexively reached for the phone but it was snatched up quickly and put in Kenisha's pocket.

"So what?" she tried to be blasé but couldn't manage it.

"So you'll be fired," Kenisha shot back and looked at her in disgust. "Does Randy know that you're having sex with members on the clock?"

"So what do you want?" She was in shock, not so much at having been discovered, more at Kenisha doing this to her.

"I want everything," said her new master.