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cream.”
    I didn't understand what he meant, until Gustav untied Alicia's arms and picked her up off the bench. She hung from him limply. He put her on the floor and made her squat. I stood behind her and could feel her weight as she lent against me for support.
    Gustav's cum poured from Alicia's pussy like a tap had been turned on. It puddled on the cement floor in thick clumps. Gush after gush of thick white cream. When the flood became just a trickle, he bent her over onto her hands and knees again.
    “Lick all of it up,” Gustav demanded. “When you are done, you may cum.”
    Alicia suddenly seemed to come alert, her dazed stupor falling away at the promise of her orgasm. She licked the cum off the floor and when Gustav was satisfied, he allowed her to masturbate herself.
    Alicia fell back onto the hard floor, spread her legs and shamelessly began to finger-fuck herself. There was no modesty and nothing subtle about it. Her only thought was of her own release.
    I had my own need, and it had its own urgency. I watched Alicia's hand as her fingers began to blur in and out of herself with wet squishing noises. I sensed her orgasm beginning to build.
    Alicia opened her mouth and moaned. I moaned too. I was rubbing my clit, watching her perform on the floor. When I sensed we were both seconds away, I stepped above her and squatted over her mouth. I spread the lips of my pussy open, driving myself hard against the young girl's nose, and rode her face until our orgasms exploded. We bucked and heaved together for the longest time.
     
     
     
     
    Alicia was lying on her bed when I arrived. I didn't knock on the door. I simply entered the room and sat on the edge of the bed. She was freshly showered. Her hair was wet. She smelled of apples. There was a tired, sleepy expression on her face.
    I smiled.
    “Gustav was pleased,” I said. “You have passed your second test.”
    Alicia grinned, wearily but satisfied. “Three more to go.”
    “Yes,” I said. “Three more tests. Tomorrow you will meet me back in the games room at 4pm.”
    I saw a confused, flash of panic cross Alicia's face, but I left before she could say anything. It would make tomorrow's challenge all the mo re surprising when Alicia realized what I had planned for her.
     
    God, I'm a bitch!
     
     
     
     
    Wednesday
     
    Harold Sandmeyer was a 42-year-old advertising executive who had three children. I figured his wife had slept around to get pregnant, because Harold had a tiny 3” cock. It was completely useless.
    That’s why, when Alicia tentatively pushed open the door to the ‘games room’ she found Harold naked on his hands and knees between my spread legs, instead of with his cock inside me.
    In fact Harold had never fucked me. He never would.
    Harold was a submissive, and every week or two I messaged him to come and please me.
    I have always had a dominant streak. I’ve always enjoyed the power that a woman who looks like me has over men. Most guys are so desperate for adventure; they’d chew off their arm if they thought it meant getting some hot pussy with a woman who looked like a glamour-model. Harold was like that; the poor shmuck worked a boring job and lived a boring life. His one thrill was our occasional meetings.
    Today was going to be a day he would never forget.
    Alicia stood in the doorway and looked on. Alistair had dressed her in a royal blue corset and panties, black stockings and thigh-high boots. She was dressed for femdom… but would she be able to pass the challenge of acting like a mistress with a trained, experienced sub?
    It was time to find out.
    “Ah, Mistress Alicia,” I cooed from my chair in the center of the room. I was slumped back, relaxed with my legs spread wide and Harold’s tongue massaging my clit. My panties were draped over one of the chair’s armrests, and my bra was on the ground. “I have everything you requested for today’s session. You will find them all laid out on the bench.”
    Alicia