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  The pleasure of Ellen's touches and kisses were causing Molly's head to whirl and buzz with desire. With Ellen's hot breath blowing across her overheated flesh, Molly was losing her control. Molly moaned deeply when Ellen inserted one thumb in her ass and brought it out again, repeating the motion while licking her asshole in circular motions.

  "Ah!" Molly gasped out as Ellen's tongue lapped at her tightly crinkled rosebud. "Oh," Molly moaned as Ellen used her hands to pull apart Molly’s buttocks, burrowing her tongue into her anus. "Mmm Mmmmm," she muttered incoherently as Ellen's tongue pushed deeper and slobbered around her anus. Molly couldn’t control the jerking motion of her hips, the sounds that were coming out of her were raw and animalistic, but she just didn’t care. Maybe when this was over, she would be embarrassed, but right now her pussy was aching, her asshole was throbbing, and she was about ready to orgasm. Molly let Ellen lick her anus for a moment longer before stopping and sitting back up.

  "My little Ellie, have you learned your lesson?" Molly demanded.

  "Yes, Miss Molly," Ellen agreed.

  "No coming until I allow you, right?" Molly said.

  "Yes ma'am," Ellen replied.

  "Then come here, my little Ellie," Molly said as she hugged Ellen.

  Even though Ellen's tongue had just been lapping at her back door, Molly still gave Ellen a passionate kiss. Her fingernails raked over Ellen's breasts, over her concave belly and toward her triangle of fur.

  "I might allow you to come again," Molly whispered as she found Ellen's wet pussy.

  "Thank you, Miss Molly." Her teeth were clenched as Molly’s fingers slowly entered her.

  "Spread your legs . . . spread your cunt for me . . . Now!" Ellen let out a cry when Molly slapped her pussy with an open palm.

  "Yes Ma’am. Oh, please make me cum again!" her plaintive wail was pitiful.

  Ellen keened as Molly began fingering her wet pussy. Molly carefully watched her body writhe as one hand twisted her nipple, the other hand stroking between her thighs. Ellen winced and gasped, as Molly’s fingers pulsed inside her, her body on fire with sensations. It was only a matter of moments before a small wave of contractions began gripping her body in the throes of an orgasm. As she fingered Ellen's pussy through her orgasm, she gently kissed her gasping mouth, throat and shoulders.

  “Oh, Miss Molly, you are so good to me,” Ellen said, still panting.

  For a few seconds, Molly just sat there, staring pointedly at Ellen. Her eyebrows were arched, and her face exuded extreme displeasure.

  “So, you are only thinking of yourself?” Her eyes narrowed.

  "No Ma’am.”

  “Then when are you going to pleasure me?” asked Molly sternly.

  “I would love permission to lick my queen’s pussy." Ellen gasped out.

  "No, not yet my little slave," Molly said. "We're going to lick each other's pretty pussies but first we are going into the bedroom. You will crawl on all fours as I walk there."

  “Thank you, Ma’am,” Ellen said as she crawled along the carpet behind Molly.

  “Now climb up on the bed and behave.”

  “Yes, my mistress, I will behave,” replied Ellen.

  Molly pushed Ellen to lay on her right side, feet at the head of the bed. Molly lay on her right side, feet toward the foot of the bed. She used her hands to raise Ellen's left thigh.

  "Oh, my bad little Ellie?" Molly cooed as she blew a warm breath over Ellen's pussy. "You better not cum before I do."

  Molly drove three fingers into Ellen's pussy, corkscrewing three fingers into her tight pussy. She located Ellen's swollen clitoris and bit down lightly on the nub. Molly knew what really pleased a woman as she was an expert pussy eater.

  "Ugh, oh God, Miss Molly," Ellen whined and began frantically lapping at Molly's pussy. "I love the taste of your cunt."

  "Ugh, yes," Molly screamed out when Ellen sucked forcefully on her clitoris. Ellen then raised her head and drove her tongue into Molly's spittle wet anus making her scream in a frenzy. Molly began to sob and whimper. Wet tears dripped down her face as she experienced wanton orgasmic bliss. A moment later, Ellen felt her face become quite wet with Molly's forceful orgasm. She licked and sucked Ellen's anus and pussy, enjoying the texture, the taste, the smell of Ellen's sex. After riding out her orgasm, Molly sat up and defiantly shoved herself away from Ellen. She rolled onto her back, gasping.

  "Was I, did I satisfy my queen?" Ellen meekly asked.

  "That was barely adequate, my little Ellie," Molly scolded.

  After a long moment, Molly patted the bed next to her.

  "Come here, my little Ellie," Molly quietly ordered.

  Ellen quickly complied. Molly gathered the woman in her arms and gently kissed her forehead and nose which made Ellen chuckle, which set off a peal of laughter from the both of them. "You did wonderful Ellen," Molly purred as she tenderly kissed her lips. “I really enjoyed that. I had an incredible orgasm.”

  “Mmmmmm, said Ellen. She had never felt such satisfying intense sex; it had fulfilled her deepest fantasy to be subservient to a lesbian lover. “You’re so hot babe, I could fuck you till next Tuesday. She finally collapsed in exhaustion beside Molly. Salty droplets of perspiration were pouring from her forehead. “Best damm fucking sex ever!” Shouted Ellen.

  “You got that right,” cooed Molly. She didn’t know how long they laid there entwined in each other’s arms. They were not speaking but the silence was almost magical as they enjoyed the warmth of each other’s body. Molly desperately needed to be with this woman and explore this budding relationship and hoped that Ellen would feel the same way. She was sure this was more than a one-time fling. While the sex was great, Molly still wondered if she should build a genuine loving relationship with her boss. Would Ellen reciprocate and take it to the next step? It truly seemed like a powerful unspoken agreement was now entrusted between them.

  Chapter Eight

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  One week later….

  Much to Molly’s surprise, Ellen did take their relationship to the next level. She suggested they spend some time together before her extended business trip to Dubai. When Ellen suggested they spend a weekend at her sumptuous Villa in the Mayan Riviera, Molly couldn’t pack her bags quick enough.

  Having arrived late last night, Ellen and Molly retired early but awoke to a beautiful day. The ocean view from their balcony was absolutely spectacular. It was tempting for them to lie in bed and enjoy each others company. So, they ordered room service with a full deluxe breakfast that offered an amazing array of foods. Ellen had a taste for the fruites de mer breakfast; Pacific scallops, smoked salmon, fresh razor clams, raw oysters and Eggs Benedict, while refusing most other typical foods such as bacon and eggs. Molly’s choices were more pedestrian, yoghurt, spinach omelet with toast, and fresh exotic fruit. However, Ellen did convince her to try some British kippers. There was superb melt in your mouth croissants and Danish pastries. The Dom Perignon champagne with orange juice was going down like water.

  “Ellen, this breakfast is wonderful except for the raw oysters! How can you call that breakfast food?

  “Oh honey, oysters make me sooooo horny, you’ll soon find out,” she said as she downed another flute of champagne.

  “Oh really, well I can’t wait! I want you now.”

  “Sorry about last night, I was so tired, and it was a crazy week at the office. But today I’ll make it up to you.”

  “Oh yes you will! Especially with you going away to Dubai soon. I wish you didn’t have to go for so long. I will really miss you.”

  “I’ll will miss you too, but commerce must go on. My family expects me to take care of our enterprises and this one is very important. Its sad to say but I will be laying off employees with this business merger.” Ellen grinned at Molly. She knew those callous words would trigger a negative reaction with Molly. Her throat became suddenly dry and her legs began to quiver in anticipation.

  Ellen watched as Molly’s face began to de
flate. She shook her head, then marched over to the window and pulled the blackout curtains shut.

  "Down on your knees slave," Molly ordered, as she flicked on the bedside lamp. “So, tell me. How many employees will you be laying off?”

  "Just a few dozen," Ellen defiantly said.

  "Just a few…dozen?" Molly snapped. "My little Ellie, crawl over here now!”

  "Please, Miss Molly, I’m sorry," Ellen whined, as she slowly crawled to where Molly stood.

  “Now stand up!”

  Ellen promptly stood up, straight as a statue.

  "You shouldn’t have told me that," Molly barked, grasping one of Ellen's hard nipples between thumb and forefinger.

  "Uh!" Ellen gasped out. Molly kissed Ellen's gasping mouth, thrusting her tongue into Ellen’s mouth. Ellen heatedly returned the kiss.

  "What did I tell you about firing people?" Molly snapped, running her fingernails through Ellen's hair.

  “You said I was only to hire people, never fire anyone.”

  "That’s right. My naughty little slut needs more punishment."

  "Yes ma'am," Ellen gasped out again as Molly pinched her other nipple.

  "Oh, my naughty Ellie. I have a brand-new toy," Molly said, guiding Ellen to the bed.

  "A toy? What kind of toy is it?" Ellen asked excitedly as Molly sat on the edge of the bed.

  "It's a lovely little paddle, for that lovely little bottom of yours," Molly whispered in a low sinister voice.

  "No, Miss Molly, please don't spank me," Ellen begged, as Molly forced her to drape herself over Molly's legs.

  Ten swats into the spanking, Molly was alarmed; Ellen's bottom was quite reddened. When she put the paddle aside, Ellen started hugging and kissing her, promising to be good from now on.

  "Miss Molly, may I lick your pussy?" Ellen begged, rubbing her own sore behind.

  "No, you may not," Molly snapped. “You haven’t earned it.”

  "Miss Molly, please," Ellen begged.

  "I said no," Molly said firmly. "But since you did take your spanking like a good little girl, my little Ellie may lick my ass."

  "Oh thank you, Miss Molly," Ellen enthused.

  Molly positioned herself on hands and knees and Ellen hungrily began tonguing her tight little anus. She used her hands to pry Molly's slender backside open and forced her tongue into her rectum.

  Ellen then sank two fingers into Molly's pussy. Without any tenderness, her fingers probed, and her pink tongue darted in and out. Molly reacted, arching her back and moaning deeply. Her heart began racing and her hips moved to increase the pressure. She squealed in orgasm when Ellen fingered and licked her through to an orgasm. As it passed, she slumped back onto the bed.

  "Did I say you could do that?" Molly shrilled when her orgasm subsided. "Did I say you had permission to touch me there?"

  "I uh, no, no Miss Molly," Ellen stammered. "I just thought..."

  "No. No you didn't. You didn't think," Molly snarled, crawling out of the bed.

  Molly looked around the room. She stood up, her angry face glaring at Ellen. "Where is it?" Molly demanded. "The strap on? Where is it?"

  "I put it in the drawer, Miss Molly," Ellen quaked, pointing to the bedside table.

  "On your hands and knees," Molly snarled, jerking the drawer open.

  Ellen got onto her hands and knees as her stomach knotted up. She watched as Molly fumbled about, but finally cinched the device around her waist. She fastened the thigh straps on, then struggled with the controls for the device.

  "Oh," Molly let an involuntary moan escape when she figured out how to turn the shaft vibrator on.

  The shaft and head of the phallus jerked and hummed noisily as Molly approached Ellen who was now kneeling. The base pressed firmly against Ellen's wet pussy, humming at a maddening rate.

  Molly knelt behind Ellen and took a moment to admire her beautiful buttocks. She could see Ellen's pussy lips, plump with excitement as they peeked through the dark curls.

  Molly gripped the vibrating instrument and put it up to Ellen's wet opening. Then with one thrust, she lunged forward, driving more than half the large phallus into Ellen's pussy.

  "Oh! Miss Molly, I'm sorry, I won't do it again," Ellen cried out.

  "You had better not," Molly replied, thrusting forward again.

  Molly had to pause for a moment as her excitement ripped through her. Then, with another lunge, she pushed the entire length into Ellen's pussy.

  Molly grabbed a handful of Ellen's hair as she struck bottom. Molly pulled back hard on her hair while swiveling her hips.

  The paddle was within reach and Molly grabbed it. She delivered a stinging blow to Ellen's left buttock and Ellen cried out in delight. Molly paused then struck Ellen's right buttock with the paddle.

  "Oh Yes, Miss Molly, please Ma’am, please may I cum for you?" Ellen implored, her body shaking.

  "What?" Molly shrieked. "May you what? Oh no Ellie, you certainly may not cum!"

  Molly jerked the phallus out of Ellen's pussy. Ellen grunted and groaned, shaking with need and desire.

  "My bad little girl, you will have to wait," Molly growled, gripping the shaft of the slick instrument. “I have not violated you correctly yet.”

  "Oh, Miss Molly, do you mean in my ass?" Ellen cried out as Molly put the buzzing head of the phallus against Ellen's tight little rosebud.

  "Yes!" Molly said as she pushed it ever so slightly into Ellen.

  "I'm sorry Miss Molly, Oh I'm so sorry," Ellen cried out in excitement.

  Molly forced a few more inches into Ellen's backside. Ellen nodded, unable to talk as she tried to get used to the fullness within her. Molly pushed slowly, and Ellen found out that the initial pain had subsided and was replaced with a prickling sensation in her rectum. She pushed her hips back seductively and was rewarded by a pained moan from Molly as she increased her thrust.

  The feeling was indescribable. Ellen’s anus closed around the dildo as if trying to hold it and never let go. Molly obliged her by easing in more of the phallus with progressively deeper strokes and soon her pelvis was up tight against Ellen’s butt cheeks. Once all the way in, Molly pulled back, leaving only the tip inside. She then thrust it all the way back in, making her butt cheeks vibrate as she bottomed out with the strap-on. Ellen was getting deep fucked in a way she had only fantasized about.

  Then Molly jammed a finger into her pussy as the other hand jerked her hair. Ellen shook and screamed in orgasm when both her holes were so suddenly filled up.

  "Well, I can see you're not learning your lesson very well," Molly screamed, grabbing the paddle again.

  She gave each buttock three firm strokes and Ellen bucked in orgasm. Molly then gripped Ellen's hair.

  "Oh Miss Molly, I love you," Ellen cried out.

  "What?" Molly asked pausing in her thrusts.

  "I said I love you, Molly," Ellen murmured.

  "You love me? Or you love Miss Molly?" She asked, needing clarification.

  "You, Dearest, I love you," Ellen murmured.

  "I love you too," Molly admitted, slowly pulling the strap-on phallus from Ellen's rear.

  Molly turned the buzzing instrument off and uncinched it. She gingerly balanced it on the nightstand, then crawled into bed again. They kissed, laying on the bed. Ellen laid her head on Molly's chest, safe in her arms.

  "I love you so much," Ellen murmured again.

  "I love you, Ellen," said Molly, combing her fingers through Ellen's hair.

  "I'm would only play these games with you," Ellen whispered. She had found the dominant person of her dreams, someone that she could truly trust.

  "And I love dominating you," Molly said, pressing her lips to Ellen's head. Molly had never had a relationship where she was in charge. Playing these sex games with a powerful executive woman was mind blowing.

  The next time they awoke, they made love. Ellen and Molly licked and sucked and fingered each other. With a final 'I love you,' the two again drifted into exhausted sleep.
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br />   Chapter Nine

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  Two Weeks later…

  Molly kissed Ellen passionately drawing her closer to embrace, this woman whom she loved so much. Molly didn't know why she had such strong feelings for Ellen but the love she had for her was honest and true. She knew Ellen’s business trip was approaching but had been dreading this day all week.

  "I wish you didn't have to go,” said Molly with puffy eyes. She leaned closer, resting her head against Ellen’s shoulder. Strangely she had once been known to say that relationships were for people who couldn’t get laid, but now she was the one happily tied down.