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The two friends had finally come together with their intentions clear, having opened up about how they had felt about one another. With tension in the air, Carla invited Sammy into her home, a friendly demeanor across her face as she slowly let her get comfortable in her house.

As the minutes passed by, the ability to drum up idle conversations had dried up, leaving Sammy sitting awkwardly, until Carla broke the tension.

“How about we skip this part, and get right to what we want?”

The suggestion that Carla wanted to get down to business was made clear, and Sammy couldn’t stop herself from trembling at the thought of her fantasies becoming a reality. Carla on the other hand didn’t even try to stop herself from pouncing on top of Sammy, savoring the feeling of her writhing beneath her. After having her fill of teasing, she breaks her forced kiss, letting her victim breathe finally, but stays laying across her, holding Sammy tight in her hands.

“Now… how does it feel to be my little bitch?!”

Carla practically spat the words down at Sammy, watching as she continued panting beneath her, face flushed red from her situation. It was obvious to Carla how embarrassed she was to have to submit like this to her whim, but also how turned on she was by it. Sammy did her best to hide it from Carla, but the inner-thoughts she was having whilst completely helpless and under her control were of unabated lust, a wanton desire to be used and abused. From the look in Carla’s eyes as she was having the same thoughts as well.

Unable to respond to her, Carla reaches down between Sammy’s legs, watching as she writhes from even the simplest touch.

“You’d better savour this, you little slut~”

Sammy’s eyes widen at the thought, and she desperately grinds her crotch against Carla’s hand, trying frantically to release her pent-up tension before she pulls it away. Alas, it was a futile attempt, as Carla notices her breathing increase again and her body begin to spasm, she pulls her hand away with a cruel smirk and pins Sammy down beneath her.

“Awwh, too bad... My turn~!”

Fearing what she had in mind, Sammy braced herself in anticipation, but was relieved when Carla simply began grinding herself gently against her thigh. It was a very tempting sight, even beautiful to watch her skin glistening as she began panting from the heavy movements, her body grinding up against her own as Sammy felt her thigh become damp with Carla’s juices.

It wasn’t long before Carla tensed up on top of her, feeling a light shiver as she came across her thigh, soaking her skin with her own juices. The afterglow left Carla with a gentle smile across her face, which mixed with a sadistic tinge as she planned her next plan, having got her initial frustration out of the way.

“Stay still, my little slut~”

Carla pushes her down firmly against the floor, maintaining eye contact as she crawls across her chest, until she’s straddling Sammy’s torso. In this position, it’s easy for Carla to just reach down and grope Sammy’s tits, watching her silently squirm beneath her. The sight was adorable, seeing her so easily tormented whilst Carla began grinding against her once again, her pussy still aching for more attention.

“Now, you be a good girl and make lots of cute noises for me!~”

She emphasized this command by giving both of her nipples a rough twist, getting exactly as she wanted as Sammy squealed loudly, her chest rising off of the ground in perverse pain as she arched her back, crying out to the ceiling in a pained bliss. All the while, Carla has free reign to continue grinding on top of her, smugly staring down at Sammy as she’s left frustrated and neglected, save for the torment of her ample tits on a whim.

“P-please… not so rough!”

Sammy lets out a single defiant sentence, as if trying to catch the words out of her mouth as she says them, but to no avail. They were very clearly heard by Carla, and it was obvious she was not happy about her little spat of over-confidence. In response, she twists again, only harder, and this time pulling at her nipples at the same time. In an instant, Sammy's face and confidence melted away into a depraved sight, squirting her passion across the floor as she screamed in pleasure. Carla took a lot of pleasure from seeing that confidence shattered beneath her, seeing Sammy tear up out of sheer pain as she played with so readily.

“You don’t make the rules, bitch! You obey, or else!”

That final word is followed by another punishment, squeezing her tits roughly in her hands, watching as Sammy can’t help but let out pained moans at each touch, her tits teased raw by this point and treated so roughly. By this point, she had forced such a steady flow of passion from her body that a damp spot was growing beneath her, her skin glistening with her sweat. Whether from holding it back to savour this little torture session, or in response to seeing her suffer so sweetly beneath her, Carla begins picking up her pace, clear in showing her enjoyment.

Her focus switches from torturing Sammy to madly grinding against her, rubbing her cunt against her skin, smearing her juices across her chest and using her juices as a lube to glide across it. Out of nowhere, Carla suddenly tenses up, her body trembling on top of Sammy as her orgasm overtakes her.

In her fit of bliss, she tightly grips at Sammy’s nipples and twists them hard, watching as her little captive writhes beneath her, squirting across the floor as she savors the sight whilst her mind melts in the wave of pleasure crashing over her. Looking incredibly satisfied, and somewhat exhausted, Carla crawls off of Sammy, quivering in place as she speaks over to her, still on the floor.

“You were amazing!”

Her gentle smile caused Sammy to smirk as well, slumping back into the damp spot on the floor before Carla leaned down to help her up, heading towards the showers for them to wash away their aches, leaving only the afterglow of such an intense evening together, the start of something so much more.