General RP Housewife under glass.......(Tina and Selkiesong)

[Tina Louise2]

The blonde woman was putting her clothes back on as Amber, or 'Mistress Amber' as she insisted on being called put her whip back on the hook on the wall. She pulled the dark red velvet curtains closed, once again concealing the dungeon, or as she put it, her 'treatment room'.
"Same time next week Mistress?," the blonde asked, rolling down her sleeves to hide the abrasions left behind from the handcuffs. The dark haired dominatrix nodded her head.
"Yes," she said as she put on a silk robe covering her black latex catsuit....."check with my receptionist out front before you leave..."

30 year old Amber Williamson was an accomplished professional. She was the youngest woman to graduate from Harvard Medical School and was one in a handful of people that pioneered in the field of sex therapy.
Sex therapy was the newest of the emotional and mental therapy fields and the least understood. For centuries, sex had most often been initiated by the male, as per the mores of the time. If the female partner refused, complained or came up with excuses, she was thought of as being 'frigid'. Later, the woman's role in sex was better understood but still the term frigidity wasn't unknown.
Amber often used methods of inflicting pain that could be easily concealed, often reminding her female clients (90% were female) to wear 'granny panties' to better conceal the marks left behind by her whip or flogger.

Amber's reasoning was that by being whipped and abused, her clients could release pent up hostility and tension, and judging by her success rate, it appeared she was correct. Her clientele ranged from college students, housewives, policewomen, even a few judges. Her rule of thumb was sacred....no one told of what went on behind her closed doors.

One afternoon, the receptionist knocked on the treatment door.
"Mistress Amber," she chirped..."your 2pm has arrived....she's a new client, a Wisteria Clark, age 21....and she's really beautiful...."
Amber nodded. "Bring her into my office," she reolied...."I'll be there momentarily..."
Amber put on a professional business suit and entered her office through the concealed back door.

"Good afternoon Ms. Clark," she said, shaking her hand...."My name is Amber Williamson. Now tell me....how can I help you?"

 

[selkiesong]

Wisteria could still barely believe she was doing this- going to talk to a complete stranger about her sex life, of all things. Of course, her husband Toby knew and was on board, but that didn't make it feel any less awkward- especially when she remained convinced that the problems here were all her fault in the first place. Even talking to the receptionist, she couldn't meet the woman's eyes.

When the doors to the office finally opened, a positively breathtaking woman stepped out- soft brown curls, sharp cheekbones, perfectly done makeup, and an expensive-looking suit that, while professional, certainly complimented her figure. Wisteria's eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat. She was sure there was no way this woman had ever disappointed anyone the way Wisteria had been disappointing her husband. She was practically a goddess and made it look effortless. Wisteria reached out with a trembling hand to return the gorgeous woman's handshake, hoping dearly that her palms were dry. It took her a moment to find her voice to answer her. "Hello, Doctor. Thank you for agreeing to see me... I was hoping you could help me work through some difficulties my husband and I have been having in the bedroom. He's, uhm... beginning to grow frustrated with me, and I don't know why I can't seem to give him what he wants." Her voice sounded small, even to her own ears. Admitting the problem out loud to someone else made it feel even more real, and her chest ached with the pain of it.

 

[Tina Louise2]

Wearing her favorite white and red silk outfit, one might not recognize her as a professional....well, a business professional, that is. She was wearing teardrop earrings made of genuine diamonds, her dark brown hair in curls cascading down to her breasts. She wore a strapless low cut bra that wasn't visible beneath the blouse, making it appear that she was braless. Amber wasn't dressed like this merely for show....as a sex therapist, she felt she should look the part of a seasoned professional of the erotic arts.

Her client was very attractive and understandibly nervous. Amber motioned for her to sit in the overstuffed leather chaise lounge then pulled up a chair and sat beside her, crossing her legs....with her skirt slit up to her waist, much of her silk panty was visible....again, just as she designed.

"Why don't you tell me in detail about your problems in the bedroom....may I call you Wisteria? THAT's a very pretty name, and you can call me Amber....much less formal than Dr. Williamson.

The brunette sat, still nervous, bringing a smile to Amber. IN the few short minutes the girl had been there, Amber decided she wanted her. Pursuing a married woman wasn't easy, but her confessed sexual problems clearly indicated vulnerability, a trait that Amber would use against her.

 

[selkiesong]

Wisteria delicately took a seat on the chaise, tucking a strand of wavy, light brown hair behind her ear. When the doctor crossed her legs, Wisteria could not help but catch a glimpse of long legs and silk panties. She quickly looked away, pretending she hadn't noticed, but her burning cheeks betrayed her. Normally, Wisteria would be shocked at such a display in public, but perhaps the doctor didn't realize her choice of outfit was so revealing... And perhaps this proved her husband's point about Wisteria's own closed off "frigidity." What business of hers was it what this woman wore?

Keeping her eyes above Doctor Williamson's waist didn't help much either. She had to pointedly avoid looking at her chest, and her eyes were too intense to hold her gaze. Instead, Wisteria looked just to the side of her, trying her utmost to keep her composure. "Okay Doctor- um. Amber." She was quiet for a moment, thinking of how to broach the uncomfortable subject. "It's... uhm," Maybe best to rip the band-aid off? "It's my fault, really," she confessed, heart sinking, "We've been married for two years and it's been mostly good, but I just... More and more, I don't feel interested when he asks for sex, so I delay it." She bit her lip. "He's been respectful of my wishes and everything, but he's been asking more and more, and I never feel ready, and he's getting frustrated now and keeps asking me what the problem is, and I just- I just don't know!" She let out a frustrated groan, burying her face in her hands to hide the way her blue-gray eyes were beginning to well up with tears. "He said something's wrong, it's like I'm becoming frigid or something, but I'm only 21 and we only just got married and how can this already be happening to us?" She shook her head, finally looking up to meet Amber's gaze. "I don't want to be like this. I want to be a good wife. Please help me!"

 

[Tina Louise2]

Amber was enjoying this cat and mouse game going on....her client was so obvious the way she gazed, Amber knew it wouldn't take much effort to seduce her and break her. Soon, she promised mentally to herself....soon she would take this lovely whisper of a girl through the back door and into her treatment room.....soon, she would mess with the girl's mind and spirit and steal her from the ogre of a man that married her.

Amber wasn't a staunch feminist, a man hater---10% of her clientele were male---but this girl deserved more out of life than to put up with a man that only cared about how much he could get out of his wife.
It would be fairly easy to put a drug into a drink, have the girl take it and let her wake up gagged nude and bound. No, even though she had done exactly that countless times, she decided this time she would take her time with this beauty.....she would seduce her and later, if she became too impatient she could still drug her.

Amber got up and went to the little wet bar at the end of the room. Glancing behind her a thought entered her mind....why couldn't she do both? just put a few drop of a sedative in the glass...not enough to knock her out but just enough to relax her and keep her from wanting to make a run for it.
Amber took the wine, put a few drops of the sedative in and brought the glasses out, handing one to the girl.
"Just to relax you," she said with a disarming smile. "I'm sure we can work out your problem...."

She sat back down, crossing her legs and making sure her skirt rose and repositioned just enough to display even more panty.

 

[selkiesong]

Wisteria was only too happy to take the glass of wine offered to her. She didn't ordinarily drink very much, but she was eager to relax her nerves. She gave the doctor a grateful nod, taking a long sip from her glass. "Thank you. I don't normally talk about anything this personal to anyone except-" When she looked back up and saw the way Amber was sitting, she choked a little, swallowing hard. After a few little coughs, she wiped the tears from her eyes, face growing flushed all over again. "S-sorry... Doctor- I mean, um, Amber, you're kind of- you may want to...!" She gestured in the direction of her own thighs, which were hidden by a mid-length blue sundress, trying to subtly warn her. Or, well... as subtly as she could after that whole display. But if it were Wisteria showing off that much skin, she'd want someone to warn her.

In her rush of embarrassment, Wisteria didn't even notice anything off about her drink. She took another quick sip to cover her face again. "Sorry," she repeated softly, lowering the glass again. "So... what can we do to fix this? What are the first steps?"

 

[Tina Louise2]

Amber smiled, looking at the girl as she sipped the wine. Even in small amounts she knew it wouldn't be long before the girl would be complacent enough to make her easy to control.

She turned slightly to one side, now al.ost totally exposing her panties.
" Sexuality can be and is a wonderful thing" Amber says to the obviously nervous girl. " You should never be afraid to explore sex...after all, it's a product of nature..."

She got up and sat next to the girl, putting the wine glass back in her hand and encouraging her victim to finish the glass.

" I'm sure you have much to give to the right person," she said almost in a whisper. "It's just a matter of letting go of your inhibitions and fears... you're a very beautiful woman.."

Amber took the now empty glass from the girls hand and kissed her.

 

[selkiesong]

Amber did not move to cover back up when Wisteria warned her, but Wisteria did not worry about it further, mostly because her mind was beginning to feel a bit weird and fuzzy. Probably just anxiety, she assured herself, taking yet another drink to try to assuage it.

The girl's skin flushed with heat again, and her heart gave a stifled jump in her chest when Amber sat down right beside her, her hand brushing hers as she handed her the wine glass. Wisteria nodded, her gaze already growing soft and distant with the effects of the drug in her system. She drank as directed, taking in the last of the wine and dulling her inhibitions even further.

Even Amber's voice sent a shiver through Wisteria's body, especially now, with the woman sitting so close to her, saying such kind things, leaning in...

Wisteria did not resist when Amber closed the gap between them to kiss her. She kissed back almost automatically, and quickly found that this felt good! She didn't think of Toby at all, just the warmth of Amber's lips and her breath, and the press of their bodies against each other. Her hands reached out to clutch at the other woman's arms, and her lips parted easily to allow her in.

 

[Tina Louise2]

To Amber, the girls reaction was even better than she had hoped....was it because of her seduction or was this girl bisexual and never knowing it, with Amber the one to draw it out?

It didn't matter. Amber locked her lips on the girl and, picking her up like a groom does to his new bride, carried the girl out of the office and into the treatment room.

She laid her on a day bed and slowly began to strip her....once she was naked Amber disrobed and laid on top of her. She began to lick and kiss the girl's erect nipples, feasting on her flesh.

 

[selkiesong]

Wisteria did not struggle when Amber scooped her up, but when they entered another room Wisteria hadn't even noticed before, a spike of confusion broke through the fog of drugged arousal in her mind. This confusion grew when the doctor began stripping her, and Wisteria began to squirm. "Wh-what...?" She trailed off, eyes growing wide as she watched Amber strip off her own clothes, revealing voluptuous curves and so much  skin, and then suddenly that body was upon her. Bare skin brushed bare skin, breast brushed breast, and she could feel the heat of Amber's body above her. Wisteria was going to try to speak again, but she was distracted by a warm mouth closing over her nipple. The girl whimpered, freezing in place, overcome by the new sensation. Her emerging protests and awareness dissolved into moans, her back arching to try to press herself closer, to seek more. Already, she was growing wet between her legs, though she pressed her thighs together, trying to hide it.

 

[Tina Louise2]

Wisteria was responding so rapidly that it served as an aphrodisiac.....Amber wasn't possessed but she had to have this girl....she HAD to and the fact that she was married was of little concern. As the girl squirmed beneath her it only made Amber want her more. There was no doubt in the dominatrix's mind now....she would take this girl and make her into her willing sex slave.

Willing however was the magic word. The beautiful, voluptuous vixen laying beneath her was not only willing but was craving the attention, something obviously her husband knew little about. Foreplay was an art that few men seemed to grasp but women were quite good at and Amber was no exception. She was going to break this girl, to ruin her and possess her....but she would accomplish this by seduction instead of painful torture. Yes, eventually the girl would find herself gagged and hanging from the ceiling,but for now the only bondage she would experience was mental.

As she laid there, Amber could feel the girl's wetness between her thighs, clear signal that she was enjoying herself but Amber was far from satisfied....she would give the girl a toe curling orgasm, a sexual explosion that would be impossible to forget.
Amber took the girl's nipples in her fingers as she slowly moved downwards, leaving a wet warm tongue trail down between her breasts and to her belly button. She sucked on it for a while before continuing downwards, finally arriving at her pussy.
kissing and gently sucking on her blood engorged lips, she slipped her tongue inside.

 

[selkiesong]

Wisteria had never felt like this before- this powerfully building arousal that left her feeling desperate, wanting. Her husband tried at foreplay- but his version was a few more kisses and then immediately rubbing at her clit so hard and fast it was more painful than arousing. This felt less like a formality to get right to fucking and more like an intimate act in itself.

Amber explored her body like it was something worthwhile, something precious, and each moment had Wisteria squirming and whining more. She was surprised when the woman stopped at her belly button, but it turned out to be the perfect place for Amber to demonstrate a considerable skill with her mouth. Wisteria gasped, arching into the attention, the sensitivity of her body building between the suction of Amber's mouth and the cleverness of her fingers on her nipples.

By the time Amber reached her pussy, Wisteria was no longer thinking of her husband at all. Her entire cognitive capacity had been replaced with a silent litany of pleasepleasepleaseplease, her eyes glossed over with drugged up desperation. She pushed her hips forward into Amber's mouth, whimpering and moaning as the woman made love to her lower lips. When she felt her warm, wet tongue push inside her, Wisteria let out a loud cry, grabbing for Amber's head on an impulse. "D-Doctor!" she gasped out. She forgot herself, what she was meant to call her, in the intensity of her pleasure. 'Amber' didn't come naturally to her, though. It felt somehow too simple, too informal for this absolute goddess of a woman.

 

[Tina Louise2]

Amber's plan to seduce the girl was not only becoming fruitful but accelerating far beyond her wildest dreams. She almost felt sorry for the writhing, moaning vixen beneath her....it should be a crime the way this beautiful woman was being mistreated at home at the hands of that horrible husband of hers.

Wisteria wasn't suffering from physical abuse but something, in Amber's mind anyway just as bad, possibly worse----sexual abuse. No, it was evident the woman wasn't being beaten---her naked body revealed nothing but flawless skin--but she was being sexually ignored, or at least shorthanded. Her husband was probably one of those 'wham-bam-thank you-ma'am' types, whose foreplay meant little more than a couple minutes of flicking her pea with a finger.

No, the beauty she making love to not only deserved better than what she had but Amber decided she would take what wasn't hers---meaning Wisteria. This plan would take some doing, some time to properly initiate it, but in the end this beauty would be hers, body and soul.

Judging by the way the girl kept scooting her pelvis up close against her face, Amber knew it wouldn't take long. When she was done with this girl, she would finally have the sex slave, the bed pet she always wanted. She wasn't going to demand anything from her, no giving of orders, no ultimatum. Amber knew the girl wanted to give herself to her willingly and that would prove to be Wisteria's undoing. The trap had been set.

Amber got up, leaving the girl breathless and panting, her tits rising and falling with each breath. It was time to show this girl her dominant side, to make certain the girl knew sex with her would be sheer heaven but it would have to be on Amber's terms.

"I'm sorry to say," Amber said as she put her lingerie back on, arching her back slightly to display her perky, erect nipples, "that the time has ended for our session. I have a 3pm due to arrive shortly.....if you would like to make another appointment, stop and see my receptionist before leaving....it was a pleasure meeting you..."

There was an old Vaudville saying, 'always leave the audience wanting more'. In Wisteria's case, this was exactly what she planned. She would send the girl back home, knowing intimacy with her husband would not only leave her frustrated but desperately wanting more and she would be here, waiting to supply the girl's needs.

 

[selkiesong]

When Amber moved away from her and stood, Wisteria lifted her head to watch her, brow furrowing with confusion. Her body still felt so eager and ready and sensitive, but instead of touching her more, Amber was moving to grab her clothes. Wisteria's stomach churned. What just happened? "Wait... What are you doing?" Had she done something wrong? Did Amber not want her anymore?

Make another appointment? Was that it? Was this just business? Her time was up, and this was all she got... Wisteria didn't understand. She moved to sit up, still foggy-minded from the mix of drugs and arousal. "Was this... part of the treatment?" she asked, pushing her hair back behind her ears and rubbing at her eyes. Would Amber's 3 o'clock be getting the same? She felt oddly betrayed, to be cut off so suddenly, as though none of this had meant anything to her.

Still, Wisteria got up, shakily moving to pull back on her underthings and dress. She wondered if she looked as out of it as she felt. Would the receptionist be able to tell what had happened? Would her husband be able to tell? Oh god, her husband...! She was here to do better for him! What had she done?

Wisteria wanted to cry, but she did her best to hold it together. She didn't want Amber to see just how deeply she'd affected her, so easily and apparently without any mutual interest.

 

[Tina Louise2]

As Wisteria emerged from the back room the receptionist glanced at her. Something was obviously wrong, and she didn't mean simply because the girl was trying to rearrange her clothes. Isabel, the receptionist had known Amber for years, even before the woman got this office and was quite aware of her dark side....matter of fact, she herself was used by Amber numerous times.

"Would you mind terribly if I asked you to wait a couple minutes Ma'am?," she asked Wisteria, then rushed back to the other room.
"Amber," she said in a matter of fact tone..."I know it's not my place to get involved with one of your.....uh...clients, but this one is really shaken up...I think you need to say something to her before she leaves..."

Amber agreed.
Wisteria was still in the office.
"Please," Amber said, motioning to a chair...."Please sit down....I need to get some things straight before you leave..."
She took one of the girl's hands and looked her in the eye.
"I know what your'e thinking.....you feel like something that's just been discarded, like yestarday's newspaper, but I assure you that's not the case at all.....your'e an incredible woman, a fantastic lover and that's why I had to call the session off. I wanted you to take time and think it over for yourself....ask yourself if this is what you want....I want you but I'm not the one that's married...before I do any more damage to your relationship, I want you to decide for yourself what you REALLY want, not what's expected of you by someone else, including your husband."

Amber kissed her very passionately.

"Now then....if you feel the need for another ......session....please call or you can make another appointment now before you leave...."

and with that, she left through the back door.

 

[selkiesong]

It didn't take much to convince Wisteria to stay a moment longer. She definitely did not feel ready to get back in her car and drive home yet.

She took a seat when Amber asked her to, still shaken and not quite able to look at her at first. She did look up when the other woman took her hand, and was surprised by the intensity of her gaze.

Amber's words made a cool rush of relief run through her, even as guilt churned in her stomach. Amber was right, of course, about all of this. Wisteria needed to make a decision, and quickly, about where to go from here. She'd never thought of herself as the sort of woman to be unfaithful, but here she was, getting all upset and disappointed when the woman she'd cheated with asked her to leave.

Going along with it was one thing. Moving forward, Wisteria would need to make a conscious choice to act outside the bounds of her marriage vows. She wasn't sure that she could do it.

Even so, when Amber leaned in to kiss her, Wisteria kissed her back without hesitation, and found herself growing wet between the legs all over again. When Amber pulled away, Wisteria nodded her understanding and quietly thanked her, turning to leave the office. She paused momentarily by the reception desk, then shook herself and kept walking, all the way out to the parking lot.

Wisteria didn't play any music on her drive home. She sat quietly with her thoughts. She didn't feel like she fully understood who she was anymore, after everything that had happened that afternoon. She certainly didn't understand what she wanted.

She sat in her car parked in the driveway for some time before finally getting out to face her husband. She wouldn't tell him about this. Not now. But she also wouldn't have sex with him that night, despite assuring him that the therapy "went well." Nor did she agree to sex with him the next night, or the night after that... She found herself gazing down at the phone number to Amber's office more times than once, sorely tempted to call again. Toby didn't consider her 'an incredible woman' or a 'fantastic lover'... And they seemed to have less and less to talk about by the moment.

Still, she had promised to be faithful to him... right? How could she possibly throw her entire marriage away just because of one brief moment of weakness? No, it would be better if she forgot about the whole thing...

It was almost a full month later before Wisteria called the office again. Her husband was out late at work, and she was lonely. She'd been lonely, for who knows how long? She felt awful, but she couldn't get Amber out of her head, no matter how she tried. She needed to see her again, even if it was only for the closure of it.

 

[Tina Louise2]

Judging by the way the kiss was returned so eagerly, Amber knew she had her prey trapped in her web....it was only a matter of time before Wisteria realized how empty and unsatisfying her married life was and would eventually return.

Finally that day came.
Amber just finished whipping a blonde handing from the ceiling, letting her down when Isabel chimed. Her receptionist only used the signal when something important was going on.
"Get dressed," she told the blonde, "and check out with the reception desk before you leave..."

The blonde nodded and got her clothes back on. Amber sipped a glass of wine and took it with her to a room she set aside for a mini lounge.
"Yes Isabel," she said...."what is it?"
"remember the beautiful brunette patient you had a month ago?," she replied...."the one with the unusual name..."
"Wisteria," Amber replied, smiling..."Oh yes...."
"She is back and made an appointment for today...she;s your 11am...."
Amber smiled....at last her brunette beauty is back. "Excellent....cancel my other appointments for today....I'm going to devote the entire day for her....by the time this day is done, she will be MINE...."

Isabel nodded in agreement. Amber always got what she wanted and it was clear that what she desires was that brunette.
Amber pulled out all the stops. SCented lavender candles were placed in the treatment room, Red satin sheets on the daybed. Amber was topless, her proud firm breasts jutting out without any sag, the only other clothing she wore was black thigh high stockings with a black silk garterbelt and matching black lace string bikini panties. Today the brunette would become hers.

Just before the appointment, she went to the mini kitchenette and brought out her secret weapon.....it was a powerful aphrodisiac drug, more potent than 'spanish fly' without the numbing agent of the drug she used on the girl previously. It would make her shed all her inhibitions and was long lasting. Amber was confident that she could easily finish seducing the girl without it but she was not going to take any chances....the brunette was going to be HERS by days end no matter what.

The time for the appointment had come. Isabel greeted Wisteria in the front and led her through the concealed door into the treatment room. There, sitting crosslegged on the day bed was Amber.

 

[selkiesong]

Wisteria was still somewhat in disbelief that she was actually here, actually doing this. She'd promised herself multiple times that what had happened between her and her therapist was just some sort of mistake, and that it would never happen again- and yet here she was, unable to stay away.

It didn't exactly help that things had been going from bad to worse with Toby. They were beginning to grow short with each other, and argue much more frequently. They still weren't really having sex, almost at all. Toby kept on asking her when she was going to go back to therapy, and finally, Wisteria couldn't find a reason to resist anymore. He was right, wasn't he? She should go back. Even if it wasn't for the reasons he thought it was.

She'd been having dreams about Amber- vivid dreams, a kaleidoscope of images and sensations and that voice... They weren't realistic- just assembled glimpses, seconds at a time. Even so, Wisteria never wanted these dreams to end. She always woke up from them feeling a little extra tired, a little extra irritable whenever Toby spoke to her. It wasn't fair that she had to wake up. Why couldn't she keep on dreaming?

The moment Wisteria followed Isabel into the back room she'd been brought to before, she almost felt like she was back in one of those dreams again. Amber was in there, looking every bit as captivating as Wisteria remembered her, and already dressed down to nothing but a few pieces of black lingerie. There was no pretense this time- no meeting in the previous room to try at talk therapy, no business clothes to be removed. Amber had been clear about her intentions the last time, and yet Wisteria had returned to her. They were both aware of where this was going. Wisteria felt oddly out of place in her lilac sundress and white cardigan, but she couldn't exactly show up in lingerie herself.

Wisteria didn't know quite what to do when she stepped in the door to the sight of Amber, and the room all prepared for them. She froze for a moment, taking it all in, then carefully made her way forward, closer to the daybed to approach her. It felt weird hovering over Amber, so Wisteria moved to sit down on the daybed beside her.

 

[Tina Louise2]

"Welcome back, my little Princess," Amber said as she leaned over and kissed her, her tongue instantly invading her mouth and meeting hers. She made sure the kiss was even more passionate than the others before, wanting to leave the girl breathless.

Amber got up and dropped to her knees in front of the girl, every movement calculating and almost frustratingly----for Wisteria, at least--slow. She reached down and removed the girl's shoes, kissing and licking her toes. rising up but not standing, she reached under the dress and pulled down her panties. She pulled up the dress just enough to reveal the girl's pussy, then kissed and licked her labia.

"Men," she whispered in a seductive tone...."They don't appreciate how wonderful a woman's vagina is...."
It wasn't long before the dress and cardigan disappeared along with the bra. Now naked, Amber finally stood.
She took off her heels and unbuckled the garterbelt straps from her black sheer thigh high stockings but took her time, one strap slowly followed by the next. She pulled off the garterbelt and stockings, now standing in front of the girl wearing only the black bikini panties.

Amber knelt down, her proud firm breasts jutting out with inch long erect nipples. She reached for the wine bottle on the bedside table, chilled with two glasses. She already had the girl's glass drugged. She poured, handing her the glass and went back to a standing position, legs slightly apart. She reached down and, while locked to the girl's eyes, slowly pulled down her panties....not off but just enough to reveal the start of a 2" long racing stripe of dark pussy fur. No movement, no matter how little was unplanned. The seduction had already reached nearly plateau level. Amber had every intention of making love to the girl and by days end she would be wearing a slave collar.