Chapter 2: Building Tension
Susan, her eyes gleaming, extended a perfectly manicured hand and traced Angela's jawline, which shuddered in response. The dominatrix utilized her fingertips to slowly tiptoe downwards, eventually caressing Angela's long, toned neck.
She stayed there for a tantalizing second, absorbing every shudder, every exhale, every response, achieving a symphony of pleasure.
"So, Miss White, what brings you to my humble endeavor?" she repeated, the velvetiness of her words belying the intensity of her still-roving hand.
A low tilt of her head was Angela's only answer—but her parted lips, shallow breaths, and tensed body spoke far more eloquently.