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This story Asin Actress Sex Story & other actress sex stories are totally fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned, nor do I have any personal knowledge about them.<\/span><\/p>\n

I am employed by a livery service in Los Angeles. Our
\nservice is often utilized by various celebrities because
\nof a well-deserved reputation for discretion and
\nexcellent service. It’s a job I enjoy greatly, not least
\nbecause of the opportunity to share the occasional sexual
\nfling with one of my famous passengers.<\/p>\n

These flings are always at the instigation of my
\npassenger. I value the work too much to go making
\nunwelcome advances. Now don’t get the wrong idea. It
\ndoesn’t happen with everyone that gets in my car. It
\nseems to be a matter of circumstances being just right. I
\njust don’t bother writing about the typical drive ’em
\nhere, drive ’em there, take ’em home assignments. I would
\nrather make known the tales of the tails I’ve known.<\/p>\n

Some of the tales are pretty standard in terms of the
\nsexual activity. They just happen to involve people that
\nare well-known entertainers and such. On the other hand,
\nI have had a few adventures that went beyond what is
\ntypically classified as “normal” sex; they would most
\nlikely be classified as “kinky”. The first time this
\nhappened was with fashion model Asin Asin.<\/p>\n

My assignment was to drive up to Ventura, about an hour
\nnorth of Los Angeles, to pick up Miss Asin and bring
\nher back to the city. I made good time on the drive up
\nand arrived about 20 minutes before I was expected. I
\nparked the limousine outside the address I was given and
\nwent into the lobby.<\/p>\n

It was a large office building with several floors and a
\nnumber of offices listed on the directory. I hadn’t been
\ngiven any specific instructions beyond the address but I
\nnoticed a photography studio listed for the third floor.
\nI figured that was good bet, especially considering it
\nwas a Saturday afternoon and the other businesses were
\nlikely closed. I took the elevator to the third floor and
\nwhen the doors opened, I found myself standing in front
\nof a reception desk manned by a young blonde wearing a
\ntelephone headset.<\/p>\n

She was speaking into the phone so I waited patiently
\nuntil she finished and explained why I was there. It
\nturned out I was at the correct location and the
\nreceptionist indicated that I should have a seat while
\nshe notified Miss Asin that I had arrived.<\/p>\n

Several minutes later, she called to me and told me I
\ncould go ahead to the dressing room, as the shoot was
\nfinished and Miss Asin would probably need assistance
\nwith her bags. I followed her instructions down a hallway
\nand knocked on a door that said “Dressing Room”.<\/p>\n

A voice loudly called for me to come in, so I opened the
\ndoor and walked inside. There were quite a few people
\ninside, some who appeared to be other models and some who
\nappeared to be aides and assistants of both sexes. Before
\nI had a chance to say anything, an older woman approached
\nand asked if she could help me. I explained who I was and
\nshe indicated a tall black woman in the corner, seated at
\na makeup table with her back to me.<\/p>\n

I moved across the room and cleared my throat, then spoke
\nher name. She stood and turned to face me. She was
\nwearing a yellow knit mini-skirt and a matching yellow
\ntube top. The top was low on her chest and revealed her
\ntits almost to her nipples, which were poking out through
\nthe material. I guess I was staring noticeably, because
\nshe put her finger under my chin, tilted my head up so I
\nwas looking at her face and said “I’m up here.”<\/p>\n

I was pretty embarrassed to have been caught ogling her
\nand I felt my cheeks flush. She laughed at my reddened
\nface and gave me a little pat on the head. I dropped my
\neyes completely to the floor, noticing in the process
\nthat she was barefoot.<\/p>\n

“Aw, don’t be that way. Men just can’t help themselves.
\nWhat’s your name, handsome?” she inquired.<\/p>\n

I introduced myself and explained that I was her
\nchauffeur for her ride back to Los Angeles. She nodded
\nand indicated several nearby pieces of luggage, asking if
\nI could carry them for her. I grabbed the bags and turned
\nto lead her out. As I passed by her, I gave a gasp and a
\nlittle jump as she pinched my ass, hard.<\/p>\n

“Yeah, I like that!” she murmured, then called out to the
\nother folks in the dressing room. “Good-bye all! Me and
\nmy boy toy gotta hit the road.”<\/p>\n

I felt myself blushing again and found myself wondering
\nif she was going to be like this the entire ride. I
\nwasn’t used to such flirtatious behavior and found it
\nkind of intimidating. The typical passenger was much more
\nlow-key.<\/p>\n

We rode the elevator down to the lobby and I led the way
\nto the car. I opened the trunk and as I was stowing the
\nbags, her hand snaked down between my legs to fondle my
\nballs. I gave a start and banged my head on the trunk
\nlid, causing her to laugh.<\/p>\n

I was a little upset at this but kept my cool, knowing it
\nwas only a short ride back to L.A. When I closed the
\ntrunk and turned towards the sidewalk, Miss Asin was
\nstanding on the edge of the curb. The additional height
\nof the curb put her tits right at my eye level and I
\ncouldn’t help taking another look. After all, they were
\nbarely covered and the sight of her hard nipples pressing
\nagainst the fabric was riveting.<\/p>\n

I abruptly realized I was staring and looked away,
\nblushing for the third time. I was silently cursing
\nmyself. I am normally pretty blas\u201a around beautiful
\nwomen, having become slightly inured to their presence
\nduring my years of driving. This one, however, was
\nbrazenly sexual and enjoying my discomfort. Then she made
\nit even worse for me.<\/p>\n

“Well, I better do this or you’ll drive us off the road
\nthinking about my tits.” As she said this, she pulled the
\nfront of her tube top down so her tits flopped free of
\nthe material. She cupped them in her hands and told me to
\ngo ahead and look.<\/p>\n

In spite of myself, I did look, briefly, then turned my
\nhead and reached for her car door. I was completely
\nrattled by now and desperate to get on the road. She let
\ngo of her boobs but made no move to cover them, instead
\nstrolling casually over to the open door and sliding into
\nthe back seat. I closed the door as soon as I could,
\namazed at the whole episode.<\/p>\n

I stood outside the car for a minute, taking a few deep
\nbreaths and trying to focus. I was telling myself to be a
\nprofessional; just finish the assignment and let it go. I
\nwas sweating and uncomfortably aware that her antics had
\ngiven me the beginnings on an erection. I unconsciously
\nmoved my hand to make my cock sit a little more
\ncomfortably and her door popped open.<\/p>\n

Asin was grinning widely at me and I noticed she had
\nstill not put her tits back into the top. She called to
\nme rather loudly to stop playing with myself and get back
\nto business. I was totally chagrined and felt like a
\nsixth grade kid as I opened the driver’s door and
\ngratefully slid into my seat.<\/p>\n

I headed out to the freeway, glad to finally be off and
\ndriving. In a few minutes, we were back on the 405,
\nheading south to Los Angeles. I found my mind wandering
\nover the events of the last few minutes and had to brake
\nhard to avoid a car merging onto the freeway ahead of me.<\/p>\n

Almost immediately, the intercom connecting the driver to
\nthe passenger compartment buzzed and I heard Miss
\nAsin’s voice mocking me.<\/p>\n

“Keep your mind on the road, Henry, not on my tits. We
\nwant to get here alive, don’t we?”<\/p>\n

I cursed to myself and despite everything, I found myself
\nwondering if she had even put her tits back into her tube
\ntop. I unconsciously slowed down to about 50 miles an
\nhour and came out of my reverie when the car behind me
\nblew its horn.<\/p>\n

Again the intercom buzzed and Asin fired off another
\nshot. “I think you ought to speed up, Henry. We do want
\nto get there today. Don’t make me give you a spanking!”<\/p>\n

I quickly brought the car back up to speed, and flipped
\non the air conditioning to combat the sweat pouring down
\nmy face. Damn, this assignment was turning into a
\nnightmare. All I wanted was to finish the job and find
\nthe nearest bar.<\/p>\n

Traffic was normal for a Saturday afternoon and we were
\nmaking fairly good time. My passenger was quiet for
\nfifteen minutes or so and I started to think she had
\ntired of toying with me. Not hardly!<\/p>\n

The intercom crackled once more. I was beginning to hate
\nthe damn thing and found myself gritting my teeth as I
\nwaited for her to speak.<\/p>\n

“So, Henry, what other services you provide besides
\ndriving?”<\/p>\n

I didn’t say anything, afraid that whatever I said would
\nsimply provide more ammunition for her to continue
\nteasing me. However, she wasn’t willing to let things
\nrest.<\/p>\n

“Henry, are you mad at me? I’m just playing with you,
\nsweetheart. Tell me you’re not angry.”<\/p>\n

“No, I’m not mad, Miss Asin.”<\/p>\n

“Ooh, ‘Miss Asin’. I like the way you say that. I
\nlike any man that knows the ladies are in charge. Long as
\na man does what I tell him, I won’t hurt him much.”<\/p>\n

My mind was spinning now. I couldn’t figure out what she
\nwas trying to do. Was she just trying to see how far she
\ncould push things or was she leading up to a proposal?
\nNothing in my past experience had prepared me for this
\nand I was bewildered as to what to do or say. I finally
\ndecided that I should just be patient and remind myself
\nthat it was just a job.<\/p>\n

I continued to make good time, probably because I was
\nexceeding the speed limit in my desire to finish my
\nassignment. Traffic had thinned out and I was able to set
\nthe cruise control and relax a little bit.<\/p>\n

We were about five minutes from her hotel now and I began
\nto breathe a little easier. She hadn’t spoken in almost
\n20 minutes when the freaking intercom buzzed again. Her
\nvoice was pitched a little different now and she seemed
\nserious when she spoke.<\/p>\n

“So how’s the action in this town, Henry?”<\/p>\n

I named a few of the clubs that where currently popular
\namong the jet set and gave a brief rundown of each one. I
\nalso identified a few restaurants, unsure what her
\nintentions were.<\/p>\n

She sighed and spoke in a voice of pity, “Poor Henry. He
\ndoesn’t understand the difference between action and
\ndinner. Honey, you ever hear of sex? You know, the
\nhorizontal mambo, doin’ the nasty, getting’ it on? I
\nthink Asin got to do right by you. You don’t get out
\nmuch.”<\/p>\n

I sighed to myself, partly in frustration but mostly in
\nrelief that the assignment nearly complete. I was pulling
\nup in front of the hotel now and the longest ride of my
\nlife was almost over. I pulled to the curb and noticed
\nthe bellhop was busy unloading a car ahead of me. Not
\nwanting prolong things any longer than necessary, I
\nhopped out and practically ran around the car to open her
\ndoor.<\/p>\n

She was sitting in the middle of the wide rear seat, and
\nI was glad to see she had covered herself up again. She
\ngrinned at me and winked as her hands slid under her
\nminiskirt. To my utter astonishment, she lifted her hips
\noff the seat and slid a pair of panties down her legs.
\nOne foot came out of the panties and she extended the
\nother leg towards me, pressing the sole of her foot
\nagainst my crotch and letting the underwear dangle from
\nher toes.<\/p>\n

“Here’s your tip, Henry. Take them with my compliments.”<\/p>\n

My jaw was gaped open and I numbly reached forward and
\ntook the silky fabric in my hand. I stood there,
\ndumbfounded, as she slid towards the door. She very
\ndeliberately brushed her tits against me as she stood up
\nand I felt my dick swelling in my pants. She gave my cock
\na quick squeeze and told me to come up to her room in
\nhalf an hour if I wanted a bigger reward.<\/p>\n

She called to the bellhop to come get her bags and turned
\nback to me. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered
\nto me in a sexy voice.<\/p>\n

“If you do come up, Henry, I’ll show you what I mean by
\naction. Only two rules: you do whatever I tell you to and
\nyou wear those panties when you knock on my door. Room
\n617, half an hour.”<\/p>\n

Then she turned and walked away without a backward
\nglance. My eyes were glued to her long legs and swaying
\nass, now covered only by her tight yellow mini skirt. I
\nstood there like an idiot until the bellhop broke the
\ntrance, asking me to open the trunk. I realized I was
\nstill holding her underwear in my hand and quickly shoved
\nthem in my pocket before letting him in to get Miss
\nAsin’s luggage.<\/p>\n

I climbed back behind the wheel and sat there, stunned
\nbeyond belief. Had she really just invited me up to her
\nroom? Granted, I had seen my job bring some action my way
\nin the past, but not like this. I thought about pinching
\nmyself to see if I was dreaming and only reminded myself
\nthat she had given my ass a solid pinch within a minute
\nof meeting me. I reached into my pocket and sure enough,
\na tiny pair of lace panties were now in my possession.<\/p>\n

The bellboy had long since finished unloading the trunk
\nand must have been annoyed that I was blocking the
\ndriveway. I jumped in surprise when he knocked on my
\nwindow and I hastily balled the panties up in my hand. I
\nstarted the car and pulled out of the hotel,
\nautomatically heading towards the dispatch office.<\/p>\n

Something made me pull over to the curb. The entire
\nsequence of events since my arrival in Ventura ran
\nthrough my head. I thought of how she had flashed her
\ntits, and her comment that if a man did what she wanted,
\nshe wouldn’t hurt him much. I began to get an erection
\nand then the memory of her peeling off her panties and
\nextending her leg came into my head. I could almost feel
\nher tits brushing against me and her hand squeezing my
\ncock. I realized that I was sweating again and that my
\ncock was fully erect.<\/p>\n

I was still puzzled by the whole thing and scared to
\nreturn to her hotel. I was equally afraid of missing the
\nchance to see what would happen in her room. I had been
\nwith my share of women before but I had never felt so
\noverwhelmed by any of them. The whole episode had been
\nkind of humiliating but her blatant sexuality had kept me
\nstrangely excited. For several moments, fear wrestled
\nwith arousal and curiosity, and in the end, arousal and
\ncuriosity carried the day.<\/p>\n

I headed back to the hotel, very aware that almost 20
\nminutes had passed since she had extended her offer, or
\nchallenge or ultimatum, whatever the hell it was. I
\nparked in the garage under the hotel and, feeling like a
\nfool, removed my own boxer shorts and put on the
\nunderwear Miss Asin had given me.<\/p>\n

They were thong type panties, made from satin or silk or
\nsomething. I had no trouble drawing them up to my waist,
\nbut the tiny triangle in front didn’t have much room for
\nmy hard-on. The head of my dick poked out of the side and
\nwhat the fabric concealed was tightly confined. The
\nelastic band running between my ass cheeks felt pretty
\nweird and I couldn’t believe I was sitting in a hotel
\nparking garage putting on women’s underwear.<\/p>\n

I realized I had to get a move on and hurriedly pulled my
\npants back up, then tied my shoes, which I had removed to
\nget the pants off. I was sweating again, and used my
\nhandkerchief to wipe off my neck and face. Then I walked
\nquickly to the elevator.<\/p>\n

As I waited for a car to arrive, I realized that my
\ncrotch was bulging with my erection and the silky fabric
\nrubbing against the head was keeping me stimulated. I
\ntried to think about something other than sex, but of
\ncourse that was impossible. I was hoping no one would
\nboard the elevator, as my arousal would be obvious.<\/p>\n

Naturally, two attractive women in the late twenties
\nboarded at the lobby level. They exited at the third
\nfloor and I heard them giggle at some comment one of them
\nmade. Although I had no way of knowing if I was the
\nsubject of their laughter, I was humiliated at the whole
\nthing and was grateful to reach the sixth floor.<\/p>\n

I half ran to the door of room 617 and took a few deep
\nbreaths, trying to settle myself down. I thought briefly
\nof running back to the elevator and getting the hell out.
\nWas I nuts? Granted, Miss Asin was absolutely
\nbeautiful but did I really want to subject myself to her
\nwhims? My mind was still filled with doubt and my mind
\nseemed separated from my body as I watched my hand reach
\nout and knock on her door, timidly at first then with a
\nsolid thump.<\/p>\n

Nothing happened for a full minute and I was almost
\nhappy, thinking she had changed her mind. Then the
\nfeeling of my cock wedged into the tight panties I was
\nwearing reminded me that I was sexually primed and I
\nreconsidered. I reached out to knock again but before my
\nhand connected, the door swung open.<\/p>\n

I inhaled sharply at the vision before me. She had
\nobviously showered during the previous half hour, as her
\nhair was still damp. She was wearing a sheer white robe
\nthat barely reached past her crotch. She had white mules
\non her feet, with a three-inch heel and little puffs of
\nwhite on the single straps that ran across her feet. The
\nadded height of the slippers made her about an inch
\ntaller than myself and she seemed to tower above me as
\nshe stepped up close to me.<\/p>\n

She ran her hand down my cheek and smiled as she spoke,
\n“Well, well, little Henry is braver than I thought. Are
\nyou wearing my panties, honey?”<\/p>\n

I nodded my head twice, entranced by the sight of her.
\nThe double thickness of the robe where it was folded
\nacross her front didn’t conceal much, it was obvious she
\nwas nude beneath the thin fabric and I could see the
\nshadow of her nipples. She crossed her arms across her
\nchest and I heard in her voice the same mocking tone she
\nhad used earlier.<\/p>\n

“Cat got your tongue, Henry? A gentleman doesn’t nod his
\nhead, he answers politely and respectfully. I ask you
\nagain, are you wearing my panties?”<\/p>\n

“Yes, Miss Asin. I did as you asked.”<\/p>\n

“I didn’t ask, Henry. I told you. Just as I will tell you
\nwhat to do the entire time you are in my room. Are you
\ngoing to be a good little toy? Believe me, I’d enjoy
\ngiving that tight little ass of yours a good spanking.<\/p>\n

To be honest, her words scared me. I had never had any
\nS\/M experiences but I knew that to plenty of people, it
\nwas a big part of their sex lives. I also knew she meant
\nwhat she said. She was calling the shots and if I entered
\nthat room, it would be under her terms. My throat went
\ndry at the thought but I was too far lost in her sexual
\nweb. I licked my lips nervously and told her I was ready
\nto what she told me.<\/p>\n

“Yes, Miss Asin. I’ll be a good little toy. You’re
\nthe boss here.”<\/p>\n

“Let’s see how well you can listen. Kneel on all fours.”<\/p>\n

Because of her position in the doorway, I was entirely in
\nthe hallway as I did as she ordered. I was embarrassed to
\nbe kneeling outside her room like a dog begging to be let
\nin, but I was committed now to seeing where this would
\ntake me.<\/p>\n

Her feet were directly under my nose and I heard her tell
\nme to kiss her toes. I obediently dropped my head and
\npressed my lips against the toes of each foot. Apparently
\nI had passed first test, for she stood to the side and
\ntold me to crawl into the middle of the room and stay on
\nall fours.<\/p>\n

I did as she said, my face burning with shame and my cock
\npulsing with delight. I heard her footsteps and her feet
\nand lower legs passed through my field of vision as she
\nsettled onto a sofa in front of me. I couldn’t resist the
\nurge to look towards her pussy but she wasn’t going to
\nallow me any cheap thrills.<\/p>\n

“Eyes on the ground, Henry. You look at me when I tell
\nyou to, not before. Understand?”<\/p>\n

“Yes, Miss Asin. I’m sorry, ma’am.”<\/p>\n

“Good. Now then, lets get a look at you in those panties.
\nStay on the floor as you undress.”<\/p>\n

It was difficult to remove my uniform in such a manner
\nbut in a few minutes, I was kneeling on all fours once
\nagain, this time wearing only a tiny pair of ladies
\nunderwear. I could feel my cock poking from the side of
\nthe front panel as I waited for her next command.<\/p>\n

Two full minutes passed before she spoke again. She told
\nme to crawl forward and sit back so that my ass was
\nresting on my lower legs. I did as she told me, and then
\nspread my legs apart when she ordered. She noticed my
\ndick wasn’t fully covered by the panties and ordered me
\nto stand up. When I did so, she adjusted them so my cock
\nhead was trapped in the front of the underwear. This left
\na gap at the top where my cock bent within the
\nconfinement and she seems pleased with the obscene
\npicture this created.<\/p>\n

She motioned for me to return to the floor and I sat back
\non my legs with my knees apart. She murmured an approval
\nof my obedience, the slipped one foot from its slipper
\nand extended it to my lips. I needed no orders to realize
\nwhat she wanted and I took it gently in my hands. I
\nplanted soft kisses along the tip of each toe, then ran
\nmy tongue up the top of her foot to her ankles. I licked
\nthe top of her foot until my tongue had explored every
\ninch, then began licking the bottom of her foot as well.<\/p>\n

I had never done more than kiss a few toes in the past,
\nbut a pretty foot on a shapely leg had always presented a
\nsexy sight to me. Now, under the orders of a woman I had
\nfirst met just hours before, I found that I was eager to
\nexplore this particular fetish. I ran my tongue along the
\nsole of her foot for a few minutes, then moved my lips
\nback to her toes. I started with the big toe and sucked
\neach one into my mouth in turn, letting my tongue run
\nover them as I did so. When I finished with the little
\ntoe, I worked my way back to her big toe and kissed the
\ntop of her foot again.<\/p>\n

If she was pleased with my efforts, she gave no sign
\nwhatsoever. She simply lowered that foot to my crotch and
\nmoved the second foot to my lips. As I repeated the
\ntreatment on her second foot, the first one idly rubbed
\nmy cock and balls. Occasionally her long toes would
\nsqueeze me through the fabric. While at other times she
\nsimply rubbed it back and forth across my swollen
\nerection. When I finished with her second foot, she let
\nit drop to join the other in my lap and she spoke for the
\nfirst time in almost fifteen minutes.<\/p>\n

“Don’t I get a thank you for allowing you that pleasure?”
\nshe asked imperiously.<\/p>\n

I was profuse in my thanks, aware of how I must look and
\nsound, kneeling at a woman’s feet, clad only in a pair of
\nher panties, telling her how glad I was that she had
\nallowed me to suck her toes. I found the picture
\nhumiliating but truth to tell, the whole thing had gotten
\nme even more excited.<\/p>\n

I wondered to myself just what was happening to me.
\nWithin a few hours this woman had turned me into her foot
\nlicking love slave and I was glad to be there. I was
\nconfused at my response to her manner and at the same
\ntime, eager to obey her next command. She didn’t make me
\nwait long.<\/p>\n

“Bring me your necktie, Henry,” she demanded quietly.<\/p>\n

Without even thinking about it, I stood and carried it
\nover to her, wondering what she had in mind. When I stood
\nin front of her, I knew instantly that she was
\ndispleased.<\/p>\n

“Henry, did I tell you it was okay to stand up?” she
\nsnapped at me.<\/p>\n

Humbly, I replied that she hadn’t, that I had acted
\nwithout thinking at that I was sorry. I dropped back down
\nto the sitting position I had been in earlier and
\napologized for standing. She knelt down behind me and
\ntold me to cross my wrists behind my back. I did so and
\nshe began to tie my wrists together, using the necktie I
\nhad just handed her. I panicked at the thought of being
\nrestrained but kept my worries to myself. I had just
\nupset her and I was afraid another error on my part would
\nend the entire affair.<\/p>\n

Once she had my hands tied securely, she sat back down in
\nthe middle of the sofa. I kept my eyes down but I could
\nfeel her gaze burning into me. When she spoke, her voice
\ncarried an icy tone and I shivered involuntarily.<\/p>\n

“You have displeased me, Henry. If you want to stay here
\nin my room, you’ll need to be punished. Come lay down
\nacross my lap.”<\/p>\n

With my hands tied together behind my back, it was
\ndifficult to get myself moving. I lurched to my knees,
\nstumbling against her legs in the process. She pushed me
\naway and I fell over on my back. She tapped her foot
\nimpatiently while I rolled over on my belly and struggled
\nback to my knees. After a few minutes, I managed to get
\nmyself in position across her knees, my body stretched
\nlengthwise along the sofa.<\/p>\n

My cock was bent painfully against her leg and I wiggled
\nto try and find some relief. She raised her hand and
\nbrought it sharply down on my ass. I cried out, more in
\nsurprise than pain, and she hit me again, harder this
\ntime. This blow did hurt and I felt a glow begin to
\nspread across my ass.<\/p>\n

“Stay still and this will be over quickly. Fight me and
\nI’ll spank you until you cry,” she said through clenched
\nteeth.<\/p>\n

I stopped moving and prayed for control. She continued
\nspanking my ass, moving her hand around to reach every
\nsquare inch. Some blows were almost gentle taps, while
\nothers were hard enough that I was barely able to stay
\nstill. After about fifteens slaps to each cheek, she
\nstopped hitting me and began to rub the burning cheeks of
\nmy ass. I hadn’t been punished like this in over 15 years
\nand the combination of my stinging ass and the
\nhumiliation of it all very nearly did bring me to tears.<\/p>\n

As she rubbed my flesh in a tender fashion, she asked me
\nif I had learned my lesson. I assured her that in the
\nfuture, I would stay on the floor unless she told me to
\ndo otherwise. She suggested I thank her for the
\ndiscipline and I did so, not really meaning it but afraid
\nshe would start again if I didn’t. Satisfied with my
\napparent regret, she removed me from her lap by simply
\npushing me onto the floor. I hadn’t been expecting this
\nand I fell heavily downward. I spun slightly as I landed,
\nwhich brought my ass underneath. My already sore butt
\nslammed into the floor forcefully and I grunted in pain.<\/p>\n

She told me to get back in the sitting position and I
\nstruggled to do so. I managed to position myself as she
\nordered and she stood on front of me, only inches away.
\nShe undid the belt holding her robe closed and let the
\ngarment slip from her shoulders. Her ebony skin gleamed
\nbefore my eyes and my cock, which had lost some of its
\nenthusiasm during my spanking, was instantly erect again.<\/p>\n

My head was directly opposite her pussy and I could see
\nthat she kept her cunt lips free of pubic hair. In fact,
\nthe only hair visible was a small tuft just above her
\nclit. I could smell her arousal and her labia glistened
\nwith moisture. She told me to kiss her pussy and I
\nawkwardly twisted my head to plant a kiss on her outer
\nlips.<\/p>\n

She sat down with her ass on the edge of the sofa and
\nleaned back, spreading her legs as she did so. As she
\nmoved her legs apart, her cunt opened before me like a
\nflower and the pink interior was exposed. She told me to
\neat her and I moved forward until my mouth was at her
\ncrotch.<\/p>\n

Leaning in close, I pressed my lips against her pussy and
\nlet them slide along the slippery wetness until I reached
\nher clit. My tongue poked from between my lips and
\ncircled her clit, eliciting a groan from Miss Asin.
\nEncouraged, I sucked the hard nub into my mouth and held
\nit there, sucking lightly as my tongue flicked back and
\nforth. I felt her hands grip the back of my head and she
\npulled my face directly into her crotch.<\/p>\n

“Lick that wet cunt, Henry! Be my good little cunt
\nlapper. Make Asin happy!” she ordered me.<\/p>\n

Obligingly I continued to suck on her clit. My shoulders
\nached from the strain of my bound arms but I kept my
\nattention focused on licking and sucking her pussy. Her
\nhips began to buck towards my mouth and let my tongue
\nwander from her clit down to her sloppy wet hole. I
\nprobed as deeply as I could and sucked her juices into my
\nmouth. She moaned again and I felt her legs cross behind
\nmy head, forcing my face even deeper into her crotch.<\/p>\n

After ten or so minutes of exploring her cunt with my
\ntongue, I felt her hands in my hair as she used her grip
\nto maneuver my mouth back to the top of her pussy. Having
\nno doubt about what she wanted, I again sucked the
\nengorged flesh into my mouth and ran my tongue back and
\nforth as fast as I could, maintaining constant contact
\nwith her clit.<\/p>\n

She began to moan with pleasure and give me vocal
\nencouragement as her orgasm approached.<\/p>\n

“Yeah, baby, oh yeah. Right there, baby. Suck it, baby.
\nSuck it! Eat that pussy, Henry. Be my good little cunt
\nlapper. Make Asin happy. Do it, do it. Make Asin come!”<\/p>\n

I had been trapped between her legs for about twenty
\nminutes by this time and my jaw began to ache. I wanted
\nto stop for a second but fear of her reaction brought a
\nsecond wind to my efforts and I attacked her cunt with
\nrenewed enthusiasm.<\/p>\n

Her pussy continued to flow with an unbelievable amount
\nof moisture. My face and cheeks were covered with her
\njuice and I even felt some running down my neck. Her hips
\nwere completely off the cushions of the sofa now, her
\nlegs crossed behind my head and her shoulders against the
\nback of the couch the only points at which she was
\nsupported. This forced my face deeper into her crotch and
\nmeant that my shoulders were supporting the majority of
\nher weight.<\/p>\n

In the back of my mind, I was worried about her legs
\nsnapping my neck as they squeezed my head between them.
\nHer rising excitement was controlling her actions now and
\nshe was screaming at me to make her come. I frantically
\nlicked and sucked on her clit and suddenly her hips
\nrelaxed, dropping her ass back to the sofa. Naturally my
\nhead, being trapped tightly between her thighs, was
\npulled down along with her.<\/p>\n

Her moans increased and she began to shake and wiggle as
\nshe came. Her cunt was now like a faucet of sticky juice
\nand her hands gripped my hair as her hips thrust up in
\nthe air. She shook with orgasm for several minutes before
\nher thighs relaxed and I could pull my head free to gasp
\nair into my starving lungs.<\/p>\n

We were both panting heavily, her in passion and me in
\nexertion. We stayed as we were for a few minutes, her
\nsitting back on the sofa with her legs spread, me between
\nthose legs with pussy juice smeared all around my cheeks.
\nMy breath returned fairly quickly and I was trying to
\nregain enough balance to sit back on my legs when she
\nsmiled down at me.<\/p>\n

“Don’t be thinking about leaving, honey! Asin wants
\nanother one!”<\/p>\n

Without any ceremony or thought for me, she yanked my
\nhead forward until my face was once again mashed into her
\ncunt. My aching jaws parted automatically and I began to
\nlick up and down her slimy slit, teasing the fleshly lips
\nof her cunt as I sucked up the dew glistening on them.
\nHer hands held my head firmly in place and she began to
\ndirect my actions using a combination of words and hair
\npulling to make her wishes known.<\/p>\n

“Come on, cunt lapper. Lick that pussy clean. Right
\nthere, baby, right there. Lick me right there! Suck those
\npussy lips, baby, suck all of me! Do Asin good, baby! Do
\nme right, do me good and do me now!”<\/p>\n

My neck was beginning to feel the strain of being forced
\ninto her crotch and my knees were aching from kneeling on
\nthe floor the last half hour. These feelings were
\nnothing, however, compared to the ache in my cock and
\nballs. Confined as they were by the skimpy material of
\nMiss Asin’s panties, and extremely aroused by the
\nevents of the day, a steady straining for freedom was
\nrapidly becoming painful. I badly needed to relieve the
\npressure in some way. Unfortunately for me, I couldn’t
\nmove far enough forward to rub my crotch against the
\nfront of the sofa. I resigned myself to suffer blue balls
\nuntil my own relief was granted.<\/p>\n

Her directions were now focused on keeping her clit
\nstimulated and I forced myself to double my efforts.
\nLuckily for me, she was as horny as I was and her orgasm
\nrequired less work than previously. She began to thrash
\nback and forth on the cushions, careful to keep me
\ncentered on her clit. I licked and sucked as though my
\nlife depended on it and soon enough she began to twitch
\nand the flow of juice from her cunt began once more.<\/p>\n

She found her voice again and began to coo happily to
\nherself as her orgasm approached.<\/p>\n

“Oh, yeah, that’s good. That’s real good. Asin loves a
\ngood cunt licking. Make Asin happy, baby! Eat that
\npussy! Eat it good. Yeah, that’s right, that’s it! I’m
\ngonna cum now, baby! I’m gonna cum all over your face.
\nFuck me with that tongue, baby! Fuck me with that tongue,
\nyou cunt lapper! Oh yeah, that’s it, baby! I’m cumming
\nnow, baby, right now! Don’t stop baby, keep me cumming,
\nkeep me cumming!”<\/p>\n

She was gasping and moaning once again as she reached her
\npeak and kept up my clit licking until she pushed me away
\nfrom her crotch. With aching neck and jaws, I settled
\nback as best I could, desperately hoping for some relief
\nof my own. I had forgotten, however, that I was at the
\nmercy of a woman far more concerned with her own pleasure
\nthan mine.<\/p>\n

She pushed me roughly backwards until I fell onto my
\nback, my bound hands trapped underneath me. She yanked
\nthe front of the panties down past my balls and my
\npulsing cock sprung free, slapping back against my belly
\nand leaving a smear of my pre-cum on my lower abdomen.
\nShe climbed right on top of me and impaled herself fully
\non my dick. The entire length slid smoothly inside her
\nand for a brief second, I thought I was going to cum
\nright then and there.<\/p>\n

Her pussy was hot and tight and wetter than I could
\nbelieve. The velvet softness that gripped my hard-on
\nquickly distracted me from the pain caused by my trapped
\narms and I began to buck upwards against her crotch.<\/p>\n

My attempts to control the activity, however, were not in
\nline with Miss Cam-bell’s own plans. She pinched my right
\nnipple firmly between her fingers and twisted viciously.
\nI involuntarily yelped in pain and tried to throw her off
\nme. In my position, I had no leverage, however, and so I
\nsettled back down. She released the nipple and leaned
\ndown to suck it into her mouth. The tender treatment did
\nrelieve some of the pain but I was still upset and
\nconfused at her actions.<\/p>\n

Before I could question her about it, she answered my
\nquestion all on her own. “I told you in my room you do
\nwhat I say. Lay still and let me get my fucking!”<\/p>\n

With that she resumed her slow movements up and down my
\nshaft, rising up until my cock almost slipped free before
\nplunging back down to drive my cock into her. I resigned
\nmyself to letting her set the pace and relaxed as best I
\ncould under the circumstances.<\/p>\n

She continued to hump my dick for about ten minutes,
\nnever moving fast enough to allow me to reach my own
\norgasm. Occasionally she would lean over and order me to
\nsuck her tits and nipples, then letting them brush across
\nmy face before resuming her slow grind atop my cock.<\/p>\n

The anticipation was killing me and moaned a few times in
\nfrustration. The only response from my rider was a grin
\nand a set of tits in the face.<\/p>\n

“What’s the matter, baby! Ain’t Asin showing you a good
\ntime? I’m damn sure enjoying myself!”<\/p>\n

She happily resumed her ride after these words and it was
\nfully another five minutes before I noticed she had
\nbroken out in a light sheen of sweat. Her eyes were
\nclosed and she was muttering to herself as she blew her
\nbreath out in short pants. I couldn’t make any words out
\nbut it was obvious she getting very close to cumming
\nagain.<\/p>\n

She began to move much more quickly, bouncing vigorously
\nup and down. Her hand founds its way between her legs and
\nshe began to manipulate her clit in rhythm with her
\nbouncing. The speed of her motions increased my own
\nstimulation and I felt my balls tighten as I got closer
\nto cumming.<\/p>\n

Suddenly it was upon me. I gave a loud cry and, despite
\nmy earlier warning, bucked up against Miss Asin. My
\ncock throbbed as my cum began to spurt from me and fill
\nher cunt. She made no attempt to stop me or admonish me
\nand I was glad that she wasn’t going to wig out over the
\nmatter.<\/p>\n

In fact, she wasn’t paying too much attention to me at
\nall. She was focused on the fingers that flew across her
\nclit. It was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.
\nOne of the worlds top supermodels, riding up and down on
\nmy squirting cock as she masturbated without any sense of
\nshame. She shuddered a few times while I was watching,
\nthen suddenly she stopped her movements and moaned
\nloudly.<\/p>\n

I could only assume she had cum again, as she paid me no
\nattention at all. She kept her eyes closed and let her
\nhands wander all over herself, caressing and rubbing her
\nchest and shoulders. Abruptly her eyes flew open and she
\nfixed me with a wicked grin. She lifted herself from my
\nslackening erection and in one swift motion planted her
\nknees on either side of my head, placing her cunt in
\nperfect position for some more oral attention. I was in
\nno position to argue, and in spite of the gross-out
\nfactor created by a cunt full of cum suddenly plopping
\nitself down on my face, I began to eat her pussy once
\nmore.<\/p>\n

I had to swallow as I licked, thereby averting the danger
\nof drowning in a pool of our combined juices. I had
\ntasted my cum before, but never had a been literally
\nforced to swallow it. I was too tired and sore to argue,
\nand in any case I didn’t think my objections would count
\nfor very much. All things considered, it seemed to me I
\nwas best off licking her pussy clean.<\/p>\n

With my mental reservations set aside, I went after her
\nlike a man possessed. I forced my tongue into every
\ncrevice and corner or her twat, sucking down whatever
\nmoisture I encountered. Her cunt lips, her clit and her
\npussy hole itself all felt the presence of my probing
\ntongue.<\/p>\n

Miss Asin squealed happily at my devoted
\nexplorations. She ground her crotch down against my face,
\nstimulating her clit and squeezing more moisture from her
\ninsides. Once more she began to moan and suddenly she
\nshouted at me to “..suck her fucking clit and don’t
\nstop.”<\/p>\n

As ordered, I took her clit in my mouth and went to work.
\nI let my teeth capture the swelled bud and nipped gently
\nbefore sucking it into my mouth, where I could manipulate
\nit with my tongue. Her pussy was a steady flow of her
\njuice now and I was amazed at the quantity. It coated my
\nface, cheeks and neck and still poured forth from her.
\nFinally she gave a half scream and began moving herself
\naround on my face, grinding away as she came. Within a
\nfew minutes, it was over and she slumped down onto the
\nfloor beside.<\/p>\n

As I waited for her to recover, I became aware of how much my arms hurt from being tied behind my back. I began to wriggle around, hoping to get onto my stomach or at least my side. Just as I was about to give up, Miss Asin sat up and helped me to a sitting position. She quickly untied my wrists and rubbed my aching limbs as the blood began to flow back into them.<\/p>\n

At the same time, I began to take stock of myself. I ached in a hundred different places and I was almost entirely covered from crotch to forehead by pussy juice diluted with male cum. I had a tiny pair of women’s panties around my upper thighs and severe cottonmouth. A top super model had seduced me into being her love slave and I had loved it. Yes, I reflected, this is definitely one to write down “for the record”.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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