The Training of Juliette, Day Three

Mistress Aiden Starr comes back to finish the job. Day three. Juliette March is naked, ankles chained, wrists pulled tight above her head. Her ass already red from the night before. Aiden steps in, blonde hair pulled back, boots heavy on the floor. She grabs Juliette by the chin, forces her to meet her eyes, then shoves her down onto her knees. The blonde spreads her legs and pulls the younger woman forward by her hair. Tongue meets clit. Wet, steady, obedient. Juliette works like she knows what happens if she stops. Aiden grips the back of her head and grinds against her mouth, breathing hard through her teeth. When she pulls away she turns the girl around, bends her over the bench, and starts working her asshole with two slick fingers. Slow at first. Then deeper. Juliette groans, hips bucking, but the chains hold her still. Aiden leans in close, lips almost touching the slave’s ear, and tells her she’s not done until she comes with her ass full. The pace picks up. Skin slaps. Juliette strains against the rope. Aiden’s free hand lands hard on her ass, once, twice, and keeps her open. The day is just starting.