Date: Fri, 23 Jan 2009 20:46:03 +0000
From: tina foster <tinafosteruk@gmail.com>
Subject: An Ordinary Day Part 5 Fem dom/TV

An Ordinary morning Part Five

20:37 P.M. 23rd January 2009

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David Stapleton went down on his knees, to show his obeisance as he kissed
the feet of his Mistress and Celine turned from the attractive, yet vapid
redhead, to her left.

She smiled at the Asian woman, whose attention had been centred on her, for
the last hour or so.

"You like what you see, don't you?" She asked. Celine liked being direct,
enjoying the response obtained, as people just didn't expect it.

Yumi, Mistess Yumi, certainly hadn't expected to hear Celine ask what she
had.

She blushed.

"Yes, I do," she replied in a hushed voice, briefly lowering her gaze
downward.

Celine kept her face straight, although she wanted to smile: `Too easy,'
she mused.

The Asian was blushing; even amidst the flashing lights she could see that.

Celine reached out with her right hand and caressed the Asians bare
shoulder, then slid her forefinger beneath the halter-strap to the woman's
tight leather basque.

Exerting a little pressure on the Asian's shoulder, she encouraged her to
look up.

Their eyes met.

Yumi's heart beat faster and was all she heard, as the noise around her
began to dissipate into nothingness.

`Please start...' she entreated, her eyes focussed solely on Celine's, very
aware of the woman's touch on her shin. It felt, electric.

Yumi was mortified at herself.

She felt like she was a teen again, with a schoolgirl crush.

It was surreal, to her.

`I don't do this,' Yumi thought, remonstrating with herself, for such
foolishness: and, pleased, that her heart had started up again.

"I like what I see as well," Celine said softly, as Yumi watched her mouth
and each syllable form.

The tension between them was palpable.

And as the finger left her shoulder, Yumi watched the fingertip as it
approached her lip-stick coated lower lip.

Celine pressed gently, opening the Asian mouth, a little.

Then Yumi's eyes opened wide, as the finger slid into her mouth, along the
middle of her tongue.

"You like penetration," the Asian heard the dark-haired Goddess say with a
smile; and she felt a tremor throughout, as she came to terms with her
submissive act.

`I don't do this,' Yumi thought, castigating herself, even as that finger
began to slide slowly back and forth.

Yet, in less than five minutes, she had done just that.

She was a strong woman, with men and women, willing to do anything for her.

Yet, here she was, opening herself up to another, in a way she would never
have contemplating, before tonight.

She was aroused. Yumi knew. So did Celina.

As the finger slid back and forth, mistress Celina stroked her thrall's
hair, as he drew harder inside his panties, very aware of her touch.

"I've leaving soon, would you like to join us?" She asked Yumi, as she
withdrew her finger, very slowly, still looking directly into the Asian's
eyes.

And Yumi nodded, eagerly. Nervously.

`This was certainly no ordinary night at the club,' she observed minutes
later, as she stood and followed Celine and David the clubs entrance.

The car had already been brought round for them and the doorman watched,
with a grin, as he watched David hold the back car door open for the two
women to enter, with his head bowed.

"Well," he muttered around his cigarette, "someone's gonna have an
extraordinary night."