“Ashley…”  Spencer questioned again.

“You don’t come.  Until I tell you to.”  Ashley dangerously whispered in her ear.  Spencer felt the familiar warm rush at the pit of her stomach, she had never heard Ashley’s voice so dangerously demanding.

With that the brunette slid sensually down Spencer’s body releasing her grip on the collar.  Her hand pulling out from within the blonde making Spencer whimper, she now gripped at Spencer’s hips, pushing them down towards the bed.  She licked along Spencer’s panty-line just above the fabric making the blonde shiver.  The brunette pushed her nails into Spencer’s hips.

“Did you hear me?”  She whispered from where she was.

Unsure of herself Spencer chewed her lip, “uhm yes?”

Ashley’s body moved up so fast bring her face mere centimeters from Spencer. “Yes, Mistress,” she tugged the collar sharply, correcting the blonde angrily.

Spencer tried to hide her shiver as her wife pulled dangerously at her collar.

“Now when do you come?”  Ashley’s hot breath washed over the blonde’s ears.

“When you tell me to…Mistress.”  Spencer was getting the hang of this, in doing so she was rewarded by the feel of the brunette’s lithe body slide down towards where she needed Ashley the most.  Ashley hooked her finger into the band of Spencer’s underwear and pulled them off at a painfully slow pace.  Finally discarding of the extremely uncomfortable clothing as it was now drenched.  She placed a light kiss right over Spencer’s heat.  She could feel the blonde’s anticipation.  Spreading the blonde’s lips with her fingers she blew lightly, making Spencer’s hands jump and thread themselves through Ashley’s hair.  The blonde tugged at the brunette’s hair, urging her head forward.  Finally taking a soft delicate lick Spencer’s body jumped as if electrocuted.  The muscles in her legs tightened as she jumped, Ashley took another gentle lick.  Ashley reached up, her arms reaching around Spencer’s thighs to hold down her legs and hips.  Spencer rocked desperately into Ashley’s mouth.  Finally taking mercy on her wife Ashley leaned in and began to suck gently on the blonde’s clit. 

“fuck.  Fuck. Fuck. Ashley” 

Spencer chanted, the grip she had on Ashley’s hair tightened.  Pulling the brunette’s face closer to her center.  Ashley could feel that Spencer was getting close.