Her panties were red as well and barely covered her sparsely haired pussy.Her panties were red as well and barely covered her sparsely haired pussy. "Now, show our guests your nipples, Donna", I commanded. Dropping her dress, she opened the top and pulled it to the sides. She wore no bra and her nipples had already grown nearly a half-inch long. The contrast in her full, round breasts and Monica's smaller ones was not lost on our guests, who whistled with appreciation. "Monica, remove Donna's dress for her now", I directed. Rising eagerly, Monica moved to Donna, and standing behind her in order to allow our guests to see, reached around to untie the belt holding Donna's dress together, and opened it. She then slid it gently off her body, kissing her shoulders and back as the material fell away. She folded the dress neatly and laid it on the table next to the couch. "Monica, greet Donna properly now and tell her who you are." Monica moved back to Donna and sitting in front of her in the submissive position so familiar to us all by now, said with her head bowed: "I am your slave-slut, MISTRESS Donna, and I am pleased that you are here to use me in whatever way you choose. May I rise and kiss you please?" Looking at me for approval and recieving it, Donna began to assume her role as Monica's mistress. "Yes, slave...rise and give yourself to me", she said with authority. Monica stood and, pressing her body against Donna's, kissed her with open mouth, running her hands over Donna's back and squeezing her ass through the red panties. Donna returned her kiss enthusiasticly and pulled her submissive body tightly against her own. |