“Celina, come here,” I said in my most commanding tone. Celina scrambled over to me and looked up from the floor expectantly.

“Yes, Mistress?”

Ha! She must have been telling the truth, she's definitely done this before. I crouched down and teased her with more gentle touches to her neck and shoulders, not yet dipping below the low line of her tank top. I liked to take it slow to start, really work up the desire until my subs were literally begging for my touch - and it wasn’t going to be any different just because Celina was a woman.

I continued to kiss Celina’s neck slowly and gently, spending all the time I wanted just barely brushing her skin with my lips and fingertips. Celina began to gasp more and more, and clearly my charms had taken hold of her. I put my hand to Celina’s waist and slowly slid my fingers under her shirt and teased around her hips and ever so slowly crept my hand up higher toward Celina’s bra. I lightly brushed her lips again, wondering if she’d give in like she did a few minutes ago. This time, Celina stayed still, though she seemed to be physically holding herself back with effort.

“Take your shirt off,” I commanded. Celina didn’t even waste a second, and tore off her sleeveless shirt in one quick motion that made me chuckle at her eagerness. I teased her bra straps down over her shoulders as Celina’s blush spread from her cheeks across the rest of her face and shoulders. I slowly worked my hand into her bra to find her nipple erect with anticipation. She gasped as I pinched it under the fabric.

“Ah...!” She gasped. I reached behind and undid the bra, then tossed it at Laurie who still sat on the couch, seemingly disinterested. I continued to fondle and tease her tits until Celina’s breath quickened and her every breath came as a little sigh.

“What do you want, Celina?” I whispered in her ear.

“I- I want...” Celina was interrupted by a moan that escaped her lips when I pinched her nipple again. It must have been hard to even think straight with me on her like this.

“I want... to touch you,” Celina finally managed to finish her sentence.

“Then do it.”

“H- huh?” Celina looked fully up at me incredulously. Seeing I was serious, she wasted no time in reaching her hands up to my tits under my shirt. I almost always wore a sports bra, and Celina quickly found the straps and teased her fingers around them just like I had done to her a moment ago. It felt... oddly much hotter than I thought it would.

Celina’s hands wandered with an ease that seemed practiced and she gasped when she found my abs. I smiled knowingly, and lifted my shirt off, tossing it aside. Oh yeah, check these babies out, I know you can't resist. I could have sworn I heard both Laurie and Celina share a simultaneous gasp at my defined, strong physique. I didn’t even have to look at Dan to know he was staring at me. I grabbed Celina’s hand and ran it over my muscles and under my bra. I let out a small sigh at the contact. It was kind of weird; her hands were small and soft unlike a man's, but I still liked it.

Now, I knew this wasn’t exactly orthodox. A domme should be focused entirely on the enjoyment of her sub as opposed to getting any satisfaction for herself this early on. But I was curious to see what the touch of a woman felt like on my skin. I had to find out now that I had the opportunity, right? It's funny, I thought it'd be the one and only time I'd get to do that.

There was something undeniably expert about the way Celina moved her hands over my body that made hme wetter than I thought I'd get at this stage. I pulled off my bra, letting them bask in the presence of my fantastic boobs.

“Celina,” I said. Celina tore her eyes off my perfect body to return my gaze.

“Yes, Mistress?”

“Who’s got better tits? Me or your girlfriend?”

“Oh...” Celina looked from Laurie to me, unsure of how to answer. She didn’t want to disappoint her domme, but obviously it was Laurie. Celina weighed her options of lying or potentially being punished for telling the truth, and decided it might be a little fun to raise the stakes.

“Laurie’s are better,” she said.

I was surprised, I assumed she’d keep groveling and would try to please me in any way possible!

“What?” I said with a scowl.

“Sorry, Mistress, but it’s true.” She glanced at Laurie before smirking up at me. I grabbed Celina by the cheeks and let out a low growl right into her face. I heard a laugh, and looked up to find Laurie hiding a smile behind her hand. Great, her first show of emotion and it’s at my expense. I couldn’t just let that slide - at least not without verification.

“Laurie, take your shirt off. Let’s see if it’s true.” I tried to command, but Laurie made no motion to obey. “Laurie.” I said again, sternly.

“Nope. You'll have to take her word for it.” Laurie replied smugly. I hated being shown up, and wished Laurie would just obey, damn it! Why did she have to be out of this little game she was playing? Wouldn’t it be so much more fun if she were kneeling here on the floor next to her girlfriend? I was actually annoyed now, not just pretending anymore. I raised my hand and gave Celina a moderate slap to the face. I grabbed Celina by the cheeks and glared directly at her.

“How dare you go against your Mistress, bitch? Say it. Tell me I’m better.” I commanded. To my surprise, Celina didn’t budge. She stayed silent but the way her eyebrows knit together showed me I still had control over everything else.

“Looks like you need to learn some respect, then.” I released Celina, and sat on the chair that used to be Celina’s.

“Pants. Off. Now.” I pointed at Celina.

To be continued....