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  "Don't forget about that," she said. I shuffled forward on my knees, lowering my face to the floor again as I licked Amber's juices off the hotel room floor. She laughed out loud as she watched me, absolutely delighted by my unquestioning submission. Her leather boots creaked as she stepped past me, out of my field of vision. I carried on licking up her cum from the floor until it was all gone, and the hardwood shone with my saliva instead of her juices.

  I raised myself up on my knees. Amber was standing off to the side of me, close to the hotel room sofa. Once she knew she had my attention, she reached for the belt of her dress and untied it. The soft silk flowed over her body like liquid as she shed the garment, letting it fall carelessly to the floor. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her strapless bra and dropped that carelessly too. Now she was completely naked except for her sexy boots and the no doubt expensive ruby earrings she was still wearing. Her body was even more enchanting than I had imagined. Her large breasts rose from her chest, her pink nipples swollen with pleasure. I watched them rise and fall as she breathed, standing wordlessly in front of me and letting me drink in the sight of her. Her stomach was flat and toned, a faint line of muscle running vertically down the center of her belly as though pointing the way to the carefully trimmed patch of pubic hair below. Her pussy shone between her immaculate thighs. Every inch of her was perfect. Every inch of her seemed worthy of worship. Just as she had said, I felt lucky to be there, even cuffed and humiliated as I was. Amber was too sexy to be believed.

  "You like the way my pussy tastes, don't you, boot boy?" she sneered down at me.

  "Yes," I moaned, with perfect sincerity. She wasn't the first woman I had gone down on by any means, but I had never enjoyed giving oral sex with anyone as much as I did with Amber. Her indescribable taste lit up every part of me, the touch paper to my desire flaring at the flavor that danced on my tongue. Amber reached a hand between her legs, and I saw her fingers glistening with moisture as she held them out to me. Eagerly, I licked her cum off her fingers while she stood smirking above me. Her hand dipped between her legs again, and this time, I watched breathlessly as she rubbed more of her juices on both of her nipples.

  "Up," she ordered. "On your feet, bitch." Without a word, I rose. Amber took hold of the back of my neck and steered my head toward her chest. I tasted the faint trace of her pussy on her skin as I ran my tongue over her nipple, and the sigh of pleasure she gave made my cock throb once again. I kissed her nipple, then wrapped my lips around it, sucking gently as my tongue continued to flicker over it. I could feel Amber's breath on my wet cheeks as she panted.

  “Good,” she moaned, “that’s good. Please your mistress. That’s what you’re here for.” I couldn’t agree more. Guided by Amber’s hand on the back of my neck, I shifted my attention to her other nipple, repeating the process of kissing and licking and sucking until she was squirming with desire in front of me.

  "Down," she suddenly snapped, "back down on the floor where you belong." Her hand on my neck pushed me down, and I dropped to my knees at her feet again. Amber raised one foot, and her high heel dug into my shoulder as she pushed me backward. I fell to the floor, sprawling on my back with my cuffed hands trapped behind me. Amber stood with one foot on my chest, her hands on her hips again, smiling down at me and basking in total victory over me as I gazed up at her dripping pussy and wondered what was next.

  "All right, you pathetic bitch boy," Amber sneered as she twisted her foot, grinding her heel into my chest until I grunted in pain. "Let's see if you can handle a night with me."

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