They had the penthouse to themselves again and this time Kate was prepared for the occasion. After finishing the elaborate make-up job on her naked little oriental empress, she brought out the gift she had purchased.
"Bought you a little present the other day, honeybunch. I've been waiting for the right time to…"
"For me?" Hildy clapped her hands in delight. Then, "Oooh, stockings. Mesh. What makes them shine like that?"
"Aren't they pretty? There's gold and silver thread running through the mesh. Now give me your little feet and I'll put the shoes and stockings on you."
Kate knelt to perform the chore and then crouched lower, unable to resist the impulse to plant kisses on the delectable little sugarlump toes. It excited her – far more than her employer's feet had ever done! – and she began using her tongue. Then, suddenly conscious of having gotten sidetracked, she resumed her self-prescribed task, still pausing here and there for a few thigh kisses as she pulled the stockings up. After the shoes were off, she hurried to adjust the lamps around the mirror.
At last the scene was set. And even Hildy herself marveled at her first sight of the reflection; it was that breathtaking. Slanted eyes a sparkle, the little darling turned and peered over her shoulder for a rear view. When she swung back to face the glass again, Kate dropped down behind her and placed a kiss on the crest of each of the firmly rounded buttocks. They twitched happily in response and she repeated the dual caress.
Silvery laughter sounded a note of delight, and now there was no reason to stop. Kate plunged in as the separate kisses narrowed down to a single one, deep and daring. All the way. As deep as her tongue could probe.
"Wow! You really go for my ass, huh?"
"Mmm."
"I dreamed about that the other night. About your long hot tongue up my asshole. Some crazy dream! But then when I woke up – oh shit, I sure wished you had been there. Licking my ass, just like you're doing now. Hey, can you see yourself? Take a peek in the mirror, why don't you? It's sure something!"
Kate angled and craned a little, trying to do it without changing her position. She saw it, the vision – such a vision! – the red-haired young beauty with the made-up oriental face, naked in glittering stockings and spike-heeled pumps. And behind her, the slave crouching in adoration, most of her face buried in ass-flesh and hidden from view – a lowly but devoted slave paying homage to her cruel and haughty empress.
It was a sight that Kate knew she would never forget, so stunning was the impact. She was supposed to be doing a job here, an assignment meted out by her employer – but somehow all that had gone down the drain. In the mirror she now saw herself for what she was. The chains on her body were invisible, symbolic only, but they were the chains of love, chains that couldn't be cut. The strongest of an chains…
"You're some ass-licker. You really know how."
"Umm. I hope it pleases you, darling."
"It does, it sure does. Make a little more noise though, I like to hear your tongue slurping."
"Oh. Like this?"
"Uh-huh."
"Mmmm?"
"Now you've got it. A suck-kiss. I can hear your tongue slurping in and out of my asshole. Hey, that sounds dirty! You really are a dirty old bitch, you know?"
"Darling, I'm your dirty old bitch."
"My lesbian cuntlapper, right?"
"Ummm. Shall I slurp some more?"
"Lesbian ass-licker, too. Wow! Hey, too bad you can't be both, you know?"
"Hmm? Both?"
"Both at the same time, I mean. Like twins."
"Twins? What are you talking about?"
"Oh shit, it's not that hard to figure out." Hildy laughed again, somewhat breathlessly now, a tinkling giggle that was coy and embarrassed and lewd all at once. "If I had two of you to make love to me…"
"Oh."
"One in front and one in back."
"Sorry, dear, I'm not twins. And I don't have two heads. So if you'll just be quiet so that I can suck-kiss…"
"No. Wait."
"Honeybunch, what's the matter?"
"Well, I've been thinking about something. The way we have to sneak around all the time, just to keep my aunt from finding out about us. She's a lesbian, too, isn't she?"
"Uh… darling, must we talk of…"
"It's no secret. I've been here in the city long enough to know the score now. This whole Goddamn building is full of dykes, and my Aunt Inez fits right in with the rest. Come on, Kate, you're a maid – and don't all maids gossip? I'll bet you know plenty about what my aunt does in bed."
"No! I'm not interested in gossip. Anyway, that's not the sort of thing you should be hearing about. You're still just a child and there'll be lots of time for…"
"Just a child, huh? Listen, you bitch, are you looking to get slapped around again?" Hildy whirled, brown eyes shooting sparks, her made-up face a mask of malevolence. "Only I won't hurt my hand slapping you next time, I'll get a belt and beat your ass black-and-blue."
"Oh. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that about my darling empress. I deserve a beating."
"Yeah, you sure do." Then, quizzically, still with a touch of precocious arrogance, "Maybe you'd even enjoy one, huh? It turned you on last time, right? Well, let me just say this, slave – you'll tell me about my Aunt Inez whether I beat you or not; you'll tell me all you know. Because I want you to. She's too damn bossy and I'm going to do something about it. I just don't like hiding from her the way we're always doing. So you and I will just sit down and talk it over sometime soon."
The lovely red cunt-tuft shook in front of Kate's face. She sniffed it, luxuriating in the scent, no longer concerned about being labeled a gossiping servant. Of course she would tell her darling angel-child all about Inez Bellamy. Of course she would get beaten with a belt, whipped black-and-blue maybe. Why not? She was forever enchained, bound in the chains of love, chains stronger than steel. Even now, nothing in the world was more compelling than the urge to lean forward and press her lips close, ah yes, the sweet flesh of her beloved…
"So you wanna suck, eh? You had my asshole and now you're hot for my cunt. And you used to call me greedy. Hah! All right, maybe I'll be good to my slave, maybe I'll give you something extra nice. How about a little trip to the bathroom, huh? A pee-wipe and then a toilet-suck."
"Darling… oh… yesss."
"Dirty old lesbian bitch. I figured you'd go for that. Okay, let's get going – I like the big bathroom up here, it's much nicer than the one downstairs. Only I'd better take these shoes off first, I suppose… Give me a hand."
"The shoes? But why, honeybunch? You look so beautiful in high heels. Please don't take them off."
"Well, it's still kind of tough to…" Hildy shrugged and then grinned broadly. "I'll wear the shoes. But I don't feel like walking, so I guess maybe you'll just have to carry me. How about a little horseback ride, huh?"
It happened almost too fast for Kate. Even before the initial shock had faded, she was on her hands and knees. Bearing a live burden on her back. A delicious burden. A deliciously painful burden in a way, too, because her short skirt had been flipped up and her bottom was being slapped. It was just a soft little hand, hardly a belt or riding crop or whip or anything like that, but it still hurt. Deliciously! And now it really was happening too fast; they were already in the bathroom and the ride was over and she only wished it could have gone on longer. Such fun! Oh yes, just like everything her little darling did – was there ever such a rascal? Even the way she sat there on the toilet…
"Must be all that lemonade I drank." Then, with a scowl, "Aunt Inez gave me hell for leaving a mess in the kitchen. How about that, I leave one glass unwashed and she calls it a mess. She's more of a bitch than you are, Kate. Oh wow, don't I wish I had her here right this minute! You know what I'd do? I'd pee on her, that's what I'd pee in her face. In her big fat mouth. Yeah, I'd piss right into her mouth!"
"Oh… darling…"
"Kate, what are you doing?"
"Let me, let me…"
"You'll get wet."
"Ummm, love it. Wet me!"
"Okay, okay." Then, giggling, "Good slave. Now that's what I call a real slurping sound."