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Enslaving Elliot	By : MTL Category: S through Z > Scrubs Views: 42619 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Once she had closed the bathroom door behind her Elliot Reid leaned back against it, closed her eyes and sighed.

She had been a nervous wreck all day, totally on edge to hear the words which would introduce her to her new master or mistress for the night.

The last six blissful months Elliot had been trained to be the perfect slave and the submissive blonde had loved every moment of it. She had loved every spanking, cropping, whipping and paddling she had been forced to endure as punishment for all sorts of trivial things during her training just as much if not more as all those times her wonderful mistress stretched out her pussy or ass hole with one of her toys, Elliot learning to adore the small butt plugs, vibrators and clit stimulators just as much as the massive strap ons that her mistress used to drill her holes. As much as she had grown to love her 'punishments' and as much as she loved having her holes played with, stretched and fucked the one thing Elliot adored more than anything else was worshipping her mistress with her mouth, Elliot living to lick out pussy and ass hole so she could serve her owner.

Elliot now knew her purpose in life was to serve others, because they were all better than her, every single one of them. Her mistress Jordan Sullivan had opened Elliot's eyes and shown her this and for that Elliot would adore her mistress forever and do whatever she wanted, even if that meant submitting to a total stranger.

Jordan had been talking about pimping Elliot out since she enslaved her, and just as Elliot began thinking it was just mindless talk her mistress informed her she had been sold for a dollar.

It was humiliating to think she was only worth a dollar and yet Elliot loved the idea of being a cheap sex slave her mistress pimped out for her own amusement, which showed her mistress was right and she was a perverted little slut, or her training was taking effect, or both.

Of course the fact that she liked this humiliation didn't matter, her mistress told her she would do this so Elliot would do this.

Slowly walking to the basin Elliot used the cold water to wash her hands and face to try and calm her nervous body down.

Even though there was no doubt in Elliot's mind she was going to do this the anticipation was killing her.

She had begged her mistress to tell her who she had been sold to several times, which earned her several spankings, but her mistress refused to tell her anything except some time during the day someone would tell her to 'place her hands on the wall and stick her ass out'. For the rest of the day Elliot would have to submit to that person no matter who it was and do every little thing they said.

As a result Elliot had spent the entire day on edge, just waiting for this person to reveal themselves, feeling like everyone she talk to, looked at her, or even walked past her were about to say those words which could have her submitting anywhere, even in a public place for all the blonde knew. Her mistress never made her submit in public but this new person might, and Elliot would have to do what they said no matter how public or perverted it was. This person could want anything, and be anyone, and that was driving Elliot crazy.

Elliot was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of the door opening, the blonde tensing as she looked up into the mirror to see who it was but then relaxing and smiling when the reflection showed her who it was.

"Hey Carla." Elliot greeted the reflection of her friend.

"Hey," Carla replied softly as she came to stand by her friend, "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Elliot said, a little too quickly to be convincing.

"Are you sure, you seem a little distracted." Carla pointed out.

"It's nothing, I just... I just have a lot on my mind today that's all." Elliot said.

"Oh... anything I can help you with?" Carla offered.

"No, thanks but I don't think you can help me with this." Elliot said.

"Are you sure?" Carla asked in a noticeably softer tone, "I might surprise you."

It could have been Elliot's imagination but there seemed to be something off about what her friend had just said. It was a vibe she was also getting from the way her friend was looking at her.

"That's ok, I'm... I'm pretty sure you can't help me with this." Elliot said, immediately hating herself as that sounded rude and adding, "Thanks though, I really appreciate it."

An awkward silence fell between them, Elliot feeling like Carla was watching her like a hawk, something her mistress always seem to do right before giving her an order.

Could Carla... no, it wasn't possible. Carla was with Turk. Carla loved Turk. Everyone knew it. There was no way Carla could possibly... and yet the way Carla was looking at her made Elliot feel the same way she felt when her mistress looked at her like that, like she wanted to fall to her knees and beg the obviously superior woman to use her as she pleased.

"I... I better be going..." Elliot said, feeling a little overwhelmed, "See you later."

Carla leaned against the basin for a few moments as she watched Elliot try and leave before calling out to her.

"Place your hands on the wall and stick your ass out."

Elliot immediately stopped dead in her tracks, her heart beating a mile a minute as she replayed what was just said in her mind, checking she wasn't hearing things, before like a shot pressing her hands against the nearest wall and sticking her ass out.

Carla smiled at Elliot's obedience, but the blonde wasn't where she wanted her to be.

"Not there, lean over here so you're hands are either side of this mirror." Carla ordered, pointing to where she wanted Elliot to be.

This time Elliot didn't hesitate in obeying the command but halfway there she realised she had forgotten something, "Yes Mistress."

Carla smiled at the comment as Elliot got into position, and then again when Elliot stuck her ass out without needing to be asked. It seemed Elliot might not be as bad as Jordan had said. Then again they had only just gotten started.

The Latina nurse waited a few seconds before standing behind her prey, leaning in and whispering in her ear, "Surprised?"

There was a pause and then Elliot nodded, "Yes Mistress."

"That's cute, but sweetie I'm not your Mistress. Your Mistress is a bitch who is way too hard on her slaves and has a tendency to throw them away like broken toys once she's done playing with them, or passing them around to anyone with a dollar in their pocket." Carla said, sounding annoyed, before her voice softened again, "That's why I always make sure I'm the first one she pimps her slaves out too, so I can remind them, in case she's beaten it out of them, that they can still say no and they don't have too do anything they don't want to do. So Elliot, I guess my first question is do you really want to do this? Do you really want to be that bitch's whore?"

A long silence fell between them.

In truth that question had been floating around Elliot's head all day but the answer had always been the same and the reason for the pause was not because Elliot was rethinking it but was simply terrified that her answer would disgust her friend.

"Yes." Elliot said softly.

The blonde waited for Carla to become disgusted, but it didn't happen. Instead the other woman showed her sympathy.

"Ok, next question. Are you ok with what your Mistress does to you? Is it too much? Do you like being dominated but feel your Mistress is too rough?" Carla asked.

"No, I like what my Mistress does to me." Elliot admitted.

"Are you sure? You're not just saying that?" Carla asked, getting closer to the other woman.

"Yes... I'm sure..." Elliot said.

There was another pause, and then Carla smiled.

"Ok then," Carla said softly before brushing a piece of Elliot's hair back and then gently beginning to stroke her fingers through her hair soothingly, "You know when you first came here, when you were little Miss out for yourself making things difficult for everybody, I thought about making you my little bitch, or at least giving you a richly deserved spanking, but I decided against it and I'm glad I did because it turns out I was wrong about you. You're not as bad as I thought, and I'm even starting to like you. That doesn't stop the fact that there are about a million different nasty things I'd like to do to your beautiful little body, that is if you're ok with it. Are you ok with me doing nasty things to you tonight?"

"Oh yes." Elliot replied in a half smile as she thought about what Carla might do to her.

"Good," Carla said, "But if things get too weird for you just let me know ok?"

"Ok." Elliot replied softly.

"Ok... now, before we begin do you have any questions?" Carla asked.

There was a pause.

"W... what about Turk?" Elliot asked softly.

Carla smiled, "We have an agreement. I continue doing this with just the women Jordan enslaves and I tell him everything that happens in detail. I even let him join in on occasion as long as he promises not to tell JD."

"Do you think he keeps his promise?" Elliot asked curiously.

"I think so. JD wouldn't be able to stop obsessing about it if he knew, and he's pretty oblivious to half the stuff that goes on around here. Hell, he's so wrapped up in his own little daydream filled world I don't think he even knows I'm bisexual even though I've been stealing glances at you're cute butt since you got here." Carla said, reaching down and squeezing Elliot's ass, "And speaking of your cute butt, I think it's time for us to start having some fun. Unless of course you have any other questions?"

"No, I'm fine." Elliot gasped as Carla caressed her ass.

"Good, now while sadly I'm not your Mistress and you're not my slave there is a really obvious game we can play which is just too tempting to pass up. So here's how we're going to play, you're the naughty, rich, stuck up little white doctor who has stepped out of line way too many times with the nursing staff and is now going to be punished. I think... about 200 spanks should be a nice starting point, don't you? Yes, and I think you should count out and thank me for each one of them. Oh, and you should call me Nurse Espinosa from now on. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Nurse Espinosa." Elliot said.

"Good girl." Carla said, before pulling down Elliot's blue Scrubs and underwear to reveal her bare little butt, the Latina nurse smiling at the lack of objection from the blonde doctor, "Now, let's begin.

"Yes Nurse Espinosa... owww... one, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... two, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... three, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... four, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... five, thank you Nurse Espinosa..."

As she began to spank her friend Carla felt a little speck of guilt.

She had felt it before, randomly ever since she brought Elliot from Jordan and on a few of the other occasion she had done this, most of them in fact, but she just told herself the same thing she always did, and that was this was for their own good.

Over the years Carla had become an expert of spotting whether people were just doing this because they felt they had to or because they actually enjoyed it. If they weren't really that into it she could do everything within her power to save them from Jordan's clutches, and if they actually enjoyed it then she could help get them ready for what to expect. So either way she would be helping Elliot.

Of course another part of the guilt Carla was feeling was because she was hoping Elliot would actually enjoy this kind of treatment because she had been secretly lusting after her since she arrived, but again Carla was almost 100% sure she had nothing to worry about.

Even though she had pretended not to Carla was fully aware of the way Elliot had looked at her both before and after her enslavement, and while before Carla wasn't sure if Elliot was fully aware of her own sapphic feelings ever since the blonde doctor had become Jordan's little plaything her looks had lost nearly all their subtlety. Not only that but Elliot had obviously been fighting a losing battle with her own natural submissive nature since she first arrived, and it was a battle she had seemingly officially lost as the blonde had become even more submissive than before. This fact combined with what Jordan had told Carla about Elliot gave the Latina nurse the impression not only would it be easy to get Elliot under her thumb, but the blonde would enjoy every moment of it.

Putting her theory to the test Carla began turning the heat up on the spanking, randomly delivering the hardest blow she could possibly give in between the more gentle spanks, watching Elliot's face carefully in the mirror for her response.

Carla smiled widely at the response. Elliot cried out in pain as anyone would, but the way her eyelids fluttered ever so slightly and her face and eyes in particular flooded with pleasure told Carla her friend wasn't playing a long because she was either scared of Jordan or scared of losing her job or both, she actually enjoyed it. Elliot enjoyed being a submissive little slut who gets her ass spanked.

Carla's smile got even wider. Tonight really was going to be fun.

"Owww... ninety eight, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... ninety nine, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... one hundred, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... one hundred and one, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... one hundred and two, thank you Nurse Espinosa..."

Elliot was unable to hide her soft moans of pleasure in between her cries of pain as the spanking became rougher.

Her mistress had been teaching her for months not to care about her own slutty reactions as they were only natural for a slut like her but she couldn't help it. Self-loathing and second-guessing herself was just as big a part of who Elliot was as her submissive nature, maybe more so, and the fact that Elliot was still able to feel ashamed and humiliated for enjoying being spanked even after everything Jordan had done to her and made her do over the past few months only made the whole thing more pleasurable to her. Of course the fact that she found pleasure in her own humiliation and self-loathing only made Elliot feel more humiliated and made her hate herself more, which in turn gave her more pleasure which just repeated itself in a vicious cycle.

Every so often her train of thought was interrupted by one of those wonderfully hard slaps to her ass, Elliot coming out of her own humiliation and self-loathing long enough to enjoy the pain before going right back to it.

Eventually after a particularly hard smack Elliot's eyes focused on the woman in the mirror who was spanking her and she immediately felt her knees go weak as her eyes were captured by Carla's eyes, the nurse staring into her soul and seeing the disgusting little slut she was deep down inside. This made Elliot feel ashamed of herself and she immediately looked away as though she had been scalded, but that delicious feeling shame brought her eyes back to Carla's again and again, the doctor staring wondrously and lustfully at the nurse as she continued to spank her.

The spanking itself made it obvious Carla had done this before and that she was very skilled at it. It also became obvious she was holding back. Elliot wished Carla wouldn't, but she knew better than to question her better. Besides, while Elliot would have loved someone else to come in here and see her humiliation, and she was still hoping someone would, she understood that Nurse Espinosa may not want to be discovered, and as always Elliot is eager to submit to another's desire.

On the bright side it wasn't like the spanking wasn't painful, and while it paled in comparison to some of the things her mistress had done to her the humiliation factor of being spanked in a public bathroom by a nurse was more than enough to get Elliot craving a different type of touch, one she wouldn't have to wait much longer to receive.

"Owww... one hundred and ninety six, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... one hundred and ninety seven, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... one hundred and ninety eight, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... one hundred and ninety nine, thank you Nurse Espinosa... owww... two hundred, thank you Nurse Espinosa."

With the spanking over with Carla gently caressed Elliot's well tanned butt, causing the blonde to coo softly as the pain was quickly massaged away and replaced by only the anticipation of what was to come.

Once she was sure Elliot was sufficiently recovered Carla slipped her hand down in between the doctor's legs from behind, her fingertips brushing over the other woman's pussy lips and Carla smiling at the moisture she found there.

"You really do enjoy being spanked don't you?" Carla half asked, half stated.

"Yes Nurse Espinosa." Elliot replied obediently.

Elliot then moaned as Carla began skilfully sliding her fingers around the edge of her cunt, randomly rubbing her clit on every other stroke, sometimes even teasing her needy hole.

This continued for what felt like hours to Elliot but in reality it was only a few minutes.

Finally Carla pressed her fingers more firmly against the entrance to her love channel, the blonde doctor praying this would be the part where Nurse Espinosa fucked her. Unfortunately Elliot's prayers were not answered.

"Turn around." Carla ordered, pulling her fingers away, "I want to look into your eyes as I take you."

Slowly Elliot turned round and looked at Carla with such want and need it made the Latina nurse want to jam her fingers as deep into her friend as possible in one thrust, but the stronger willed woman controlled herself. Instead she smiled, stepped closer so that they were practically nose to nose and without looking guided her fingers to the blonde's honey hole and pushed her way inside.

Elliot gasped and then moaned loudly as she was fully penetrated and filled with one of her friend's fingers, Carla skilfully sliding her digit in and out of her for a few long moments before removing it and then quickly re-inserting it, this time the index finger joined by the middle finger. Both fingers were nice and wet, one from rubbing the outside of Elliot's pussy while the other was still well lubricated from the previous penetration, so the fingers slid all the way into the knuckles with ease, the blonde moaning softly as they entered her.

As those fingers began sliding in and out of her Elliot found herself becoming lost in Carla's intense stare, the other woman's eyes burning a hole through her in a way in which gave Elliot no choice but to look away, and yet at the same time she couldn't help return to her gaze again.

Carla's eyes dominated Elliot with ease, making her feel like the pathetic little submissive girl she was who was lucky this obviously superior woman was fucking her.

On the night of her enslavement many months ago Elliot had an epiphany which changed her life, a moment of clarity in which she realised the truth about herself, and that truth was that she was a disgrace to women everywhere. She didn't even deserve to be called a woman. Women were supposed to be strong, dominant and powerful, not weak, submissive and pathetic like Elliot was. A slut like her wasn't worthy to breathe the same air as a real woman like her mistress and the only thing that justified her existence was the fact she could be used by a real woman for pleasure. That's what Elliot was for. She existed to serve. To be a slave to the likes of Jordan Sullivan and tonight Carla Espinosa.

Carla was everything Elliot wasn't, everything she had once wished to be before she realised her true place in life. Carla was strong, dominant and powerful. A real woman. Elliot should be on her knees worshipping this real woman, but instead Carla was choosing to fuck her unworthy pussy with knowing fingers which effortlessly found all of the blonde doctor's sweet spots and attacked them viciously as they steadily pumped in and out of her.

If this is how Carla wishes to use her Elliot had no intention of complaining, but at the same time she hoped she would soon be given the opportunity to return the favour so she could properly give Carla the worshipping a real woman like her deserved.

Carla can't help smiling a little as she stares deep into Elliot's eyes while finger fucking her friend with increasing speed.

Any remaining doubt or worry that her friend wasn't telling her the truth before about being Jordan's slave was completely destroyed, Elliot's eyes telling Carla just how much the blonde doctor loved every minute of what she was doing to her.

Carla had always strongly believed that the eyes were the windows to the soul and right now Elliot's eyes were telling Carla that this once stuck up blonde from Connecticut was, as Carla had originally suspected, a submissive little slut who needed to be dominated and fucked by stronger willed women. Well Carla was giving this submissive little slut exactly what she needed, and Elliot's eyes were clearly grateful for it.

Elliot's eyes weren't the only part of the blonde's body letting Carla know she was giving her friend exactly what she wanted as Elliot's pussy was clamping down happily on Carla's digits like a vice, her hand and part of her arm soaking in the juices flowing almost like a river out of the other woman.

Honestly Carla loved these reactions almost as much as the reaction she was getting from the blonde's eyes, and these reactions combined to encourage the Latina nurse to finger fucked the white doctor harder and harder, Carla twisting her fingers around inside the blonde as she jack-hammered in and out of her, skilfully finding the most sensitive spots inside Elliot and attacking them mercilessly.

Over many, many years of dominating submissive women just like this blonde Carla had become an expert at finding all the right places inside another woman, the nurse able to pick up on even the slightest increase of another woman's moans and paying very close attention to exactly where she was touching when that moaning increased, normally allowing her to find out exactly where to attack in a matter of seconds. Elliot was no exception to this. In fact Elliot had one of the most easily responsive pussies Carla ever had the pleasure of fingering, the strong willed Latina bringing her blonde slut for the night to the edge of orgasm in what felt like seconds.

Normally Carla preferred teasing her female lovers, slowly fucking them for hours and then denying them climax time and time again until they were begging for her to make them cum, but Carla had a million and one things to do today and if she was going to get enough of them done in time to properly enjoy Elliot tonight she was unfortunately going to have to make this brief.

With this in mind, when she was sure Elliot was completely ready for it, Carla fucked her friend as hard as she could, pounding Elliot's pussy with every ounce of her strength, speed and skill while her thumb viciously attacked the young doctor's clit. This technique had never failed to make a woman cum before, and from the way Elliot's body was reacting Carla knew it wouldn't fail this time either, but before that happened Elliot surprised her by proving just how submissive, or perhaps well trained, she was.

"Please Nurse Espinosa, can I cum?" Elliot begged in a voice barely above a whisper.

Carla smiled widely.

"Yes sweetie." Carla said, "I give you permission to cream all over my fingers."

Elliot gasped softly and then moaned loudly as she was given permission to do exactly what she did a few seconds later, her body gently shaking and her eyes rolling in the back of her head as her cream covered Carla's talented fingers.

Carla groaned at how easily she was able to make Elliot cum, and after again briefly wishing she had time to fuck her for longer and to multiple orgasms, the nurse gently slowed the pace of her fucking, bringing the young doctor down from her high, and then when she had Elliot's full attention again Carla slowly pulled her fingers from the doctor's pussy, brought those cum covered fingers up to her face and slid them into her mouth. The nurse groaned at the delicious taste of Elliot's cream, Carla making a slow and sensuous show of cleaning her fingers of her friend's cum and pussy juice.

"Mmmmmmm, very nice." Carla complemented, making Elliot blush, "Don't be embarrassed. Trust me, a sweet tasting pussy like yours is definitely a good thing. And speaking of which... I bet you'd like to taste my sweet pussy wouldn't you, slut?"

"Yes Nurse Espinosa, I would love to taste your sweet pussy. Please let me taste your sweet pussy Nurse Espinosa, I want to taste your sweet pussy." Elliot said submissively.

"Well... first you're going to have to earn it." Carla said, stepping back a little, "Get down on your knees and kiss my feet."

Without a moment's hesitation Elliot fell to her knees and dived for Carla's feet, passionately covering her friend's shoes in kisses in a attempt to earn what she wanted and more importantly please the more dominant woman.

For a minute or two Carla just watched, pleased with the eagerness her friend showed in her submission, before scolding her, "I said kiss my feet, not my shoes. Take off my shoes so you can kiss my bare feet."

Once finished with her command Carla leaned back against the basin for support as she lifted one leg slightly and then the other, making it easier for Elliot to remove her shoes and socks before kissing her bare feet.

Those feet were almost definitely a little sweaty and smelly from walking around the hospital for half a day, but the blonde didn't flinch, kissing Carla's feet like they were an old lover returned to her.

It was yet another sign that Elliot was comfortable in her role as a slave, which made Carla feel even more easier about what she planned to do to her friend next as well as what she had planned for this evening.

Jordan had made Elliot kiss her feet a lot. It was one of the many signs of submission which Elliot's mistress clearly adored and forced upon the blonde constantly.

Elliot had learned to fall to her knees and kiss her mistress's feet at a moments notice and it had quickly become something that the submissive blonde adored just as much if not more than her mistress. The chance to show her submission in such an obvious way which would have horrified the old her, which still did horrify her in many ways, and would definitely shock and/or discussed everyone she knew if they saw her do it just warned Elliot's submissive heart. She loved to imagine the sight from someone else's eyes, looking down at her kissing the feet of another woman, seeing how pathetic and submissive she was, being revolted by her, judging her, pitying her, it was all so wonderful.

And as much as Elliot loved bowing down to her mistress the chance to do the same to someone is beautiful and dominant as Carla was just as intoxicating.

Gently sliding her lips over Carla's feet Elliot's thoughts quickly turned to pleasing the more dominant woman, as they should be, the blonde becoming even more passionate in her task.

Soon though, Elliot's thoughts were interrupted by Carla's voice, "That's good. Now, in between kisses I want you to tell me how much you want the privilege of tasting my sweet pussy."

"Please Nurse Espinosa... let me taste your sweet pussy... I want to taste your pussy so bad... I live to worship superior women like you Nurse Espinosa... please let me worship you... please let me worship your pussy..." Elliot begged submissively, kissing Carla's feet on every pause, "I know I don't deserve it... I don't deserve the privilege of tasting your sweet pussy... but please Nurse Espinosa... please give me the privilege of tasting your sweet pussy so I can worship you like a superior woman like you deserves to be worshipped..."

Not told to stop Elliot continued to beg in between kisses to Carla's feet but eventually she just ended up repeating herself over and over. Hopefully that wouldn't matter though. It didn't matter to Jordan who had often forced Elliot to spend hours begging for all sorts of things in between kissing her feet, the submissive blonde happily obeying her mistress even as her lips and voice became increasingly tired and sore until Jordan finally either gave her what she wanted or, on a few horrible occasions, denied her what she had been begging for.

Elliot hoped Carla would not deny her of the privilege she was begging for, but the blonde had a good feeling about it. She doubted Carla would deny herself pleasure, and neither of them could afford to wait that long, their lunch break quickly running out and Elliot had to believe her face would be between Carla's thighs soon enough.

Carla was aware that time was running out but she couldn't help but enjoy the sight that was before her for a few minutes longer.

She had been doing this for a long time but Carla never got tired of watching a doctor kiss her feet. It was kind of unfair and unprofessional but there was part of her that resented many of the doctors who never valued her advice, took credit for her work and blamed her for their mistakes. Even the best of them and her own friends had done it. God knows Elliot had treated her like dirt when she first arrived but like so many before her the blonde doctor was now grovelling at Carla's feet and as much as Carla wanted to help Elliot the nurse couldn't help loving what she was seeing and feeling. That part of her was going to love what she was about to do next even more.

"Very nice..." Carla said, interrupting Elliot who was still telling her how much she wanted a taste of her sweet pussy, "But now I have something else for you to kiss."

With that Carla turned around, pushed her underwear and scrubs down to her ankles, lent over the sink and stuck her ass out.

This was another test of Elliot's willingness to submit and once again the blonde passed with flying colours, Elliot quickly and eagerly kneeling behind Carla and pressing her lips to her ass.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, that's it, kiss my ass, good girl." Carla said lustfully as Elliott began covering her ass cheeks in kisses.

This was another submissive act that Elliot's mistress had her performing regularly and it was another act Elliot had quickly grown to love.

Not so long ago the thought of something like this would have disgusted Elliot to her very core but now she did it willingly and at a moments notice, for another woman no less.

To literally be forced to kiss another woman's ass seemed so incredibly submissive and the housebroken and trained blonde couldn't help but adore the perverted act, Elliot lovingly pressing her lips against the soft light brown flesh of her friend's ass over, and over, and over again as she covered Carla's ass in gentle kisses, showing this dominant woman she understood her inferiority to her.

With every kiss Elliot's freshly finger fucked pussy pulsated with desire, the blonde wishing she could reach between her legs and fuck herself as she submissively kissed Carla's ass, but unfortunately she had not been given permission to do so and thanks to Jordan's training the enslaved doctor wouldn't even begin to think about touching herself without permission.

Even more unfortunately Carla began touching herself, the nurse sliding her right hand down in between her legs to gently rub the outside of her pussy lips for a few moments before pushing a couple of digits inside her twat, making herself moan even more loudly than before.

This was unfortunate because Elliot wanted to be the one giving Carla pleasure. After all, she lived to serve her betters. It was her purpose in life, and yet she was not being allowed to fulfil that purpose, at least not as well as she could be.

Sure she was probably pleasing Carla by kissing her ass but Elliot wasn't causing her as much pleasure as she would be if it was her tongue inside the nurse's pussy instead of those fingers, plus it would mean she could taste that sweet pussy she had been begging for, but Elliot trusted Carla had her reasons for denying her, and besides, it was not her place to question what a superior woman like Carla chose to do. So Elliot continued with her task, trying to give Carla the best ass kissing possible in the hopes that soon she would be given the privilege of tongue fucking her mistress for the night.

Carla did have her reasons for denying herself the pleasure of having another woman's tongue inside her pussy and that was anticipation.

She had no doubt that after months of training Elliot would be a skilled little rug muncher, Jordan's conquests always were, but Carla liked to wait until she herself was desperate for whatever it was she was waiting for before finally allowing herself to experience it, which only made the experience better as far as she was concerned. It was also an important part of slave training which Jordan sometimes forgot, that being teaching a submissive to be patient and wait for their owner to decide exactly what happened and when it happened.

Elliot seem to be nice and patient, meaning either Jordan had already given her that part of the training or Jordan had broken Elliot to the point where the blonde no longer questioned her instructions. Either way Elliot's performance once again pleased Carla, however the anticipation was so great and the enjoyment of having a doctor kiss her ass was so enthralling Carla couldn't help reach down and start to finger herself.

Normally Carla had better control of herself but dominating Elliot was really getting her off.

Deciding to make the most of the situation Carla thought of a new pleasurable way she could lengthen the anticipation as much as possible while still hopefully getting Elliot's tongue deep inside her pussy before the end of their break.

"Mmmmmm, good girl. Now I want you to kiss my ass hole." Carla ordered.

There was a slight pause as Elliot waited for further instructions and then when none were forthcoming the blonde eagerly buried her face in between Carla's butt cheeks, puckered her lips and pressed them to her friend's ass hole.

Carla smiled as she felt Elliot begin to kiss her ass hole, but then frowned as time ticked by and that's all the blonde seemed to do. She smiled again when she realised that was all she had ordered the blonde to do.

"Good, but now I want you to use your tongue. Stick your tongue deep in my ass hole. Rim me oooooohhhhhh!" Carla moaned as Elliot's tongue slowly began to pass through her tight anal ring.

Rimming out a another woman's ass hole was yet another thing which would have made the old Elliot physically sick, and what was left of that part of her was ashamed and disgusted with herself, but the happily enslaved Elliot absolutely loved it as it was yet another opportunity to show she understood her inferiority.

So, eager to show her inferiority, Elliot slowly pushed her tongue into Carla's ass hole until it was as deeply up the other woman's butt as it would go at which point Elliot closed her lips tightly around that slightly opened back door and began to worship Carla's ass. This mostly entailed Elliot gently thrusting her tongue in and out of Carla's pooper and sucking on her ass hole in between thrusts, the blonde randomly increasing and decreasing the speed of the ass rimming just the way her mistress loved.

Elliot had no idea how much time she spent each day in between her mistress's butt cheeks but it wasn't enough.

Sure she preferred having her face buried in her mistress's pussy as it gave her owner more pleasure and it tasted better but there was just something so much more wonderfully perverted and submissive about licking out another woman's ass and Elliot hoped Carla loved getting her butt hole cleaned out as much as the blonde loved cleaning it so her face would be buried between Carla's soft light brown ass cheeks as much as possible. Elliot also hoped Carla was enjoying the current anal worshipping she was giving her, her tongue working overtime to bring pleasure to her better who was moaning encouragingly.

Carla continued moaning as Elliot began twirling her tongue around inside her back passage, the nurse pushing her ass back against the doctor's face to get more of that tongue up her butt.

Once again Elliot was passing a test with flying colours, the blonde doctor happily showing her eagerness to perform a perverted act which Carla wouldn't have thought she would have been capable of when she had first met her.

Not only was the formally uptight bitch showing eagerness to clean out Carla's crap shoot but her mouth and tongue were showing a level of skill in doing it which Carla had only experienced from a few of Jordan's most well trained and submissive slaves.

It seemed Elliot was not just truly happy with her position as Jordan's slave but she truly excelled at it, the blonde perhaps the best slave Jordan had conquered and trained in years.

Carla couldn't wait to put that theory further to the test, both tonight and right now.

The rim job had probably gone on as long as Carla had originally intended, and part of the Latina nurse was eager to feel that clearly skilled tongue inside her pussy, but she found it hard to order Elliot away from her ass, especially when she looked over her shoulder to see the rich, white doctor's face buried as deeply in her ass as it could possibly go, loud sucks and slurps echoing throughout the room almost as loud as her own moaning as Elliot continued passionately cleaning out her ass.

Carla hadn't intended to cum from the blonde eating her ass but the sights and feelings all became too much and soon she was slamming herself with her own fingers, jack-hammering them in and out of her pussy at the same frantic pace Elliot pounded her pooper with her tongue until she finally went over the edge.

Clenching her teeth and holding tightly to the basin Carla concentrated on making sure her orgasmic scream was as quiet as possible as she came all over her fingers, her ass hole clenching wonderfully on Elliot's tongue as pleasure flooded her senses.

For her part Elliot was disappointed not to be tasting Carla's cum, but happy she had brought a superior woman pleasure and hopeful she was about to taste that sweet pussy she had previously been begging for.

Unfortunately a nasty little beeping sound let the submissive blonde know there would be sadly no pussy for her, at least not until tonight.

As she came down from her high Carla became aware of an annoying bleeping sound which she eventually realised was her beeper.

Groaning in annoyance Carla quickly removed her fingers from her snatch, pushed Elliot away from her ass, pulled up her panties and scrubs, grabbed her beeper and turned it off.

It infuriated Carla that she wouldn't get to feel Elliot's tongue inside her pussy, at least not until tonight, but duty called and at least she got to cum.

Although she had no time to delay Carla needed a few seconds to explain a few things to Elliot before she left, so for better or for worse she reached down, used one finger to bring Elliot's eyes up to hers and told her firmly, "You will be at my door by seven. JD and Turk will be gone for the night so we will have the place to ourselves. There I will use you in any way I see fit and you will obey me without question. Any spare moment you have during the day will be spent on either you thinking about what I'm going to do to you tonight or looking at me with longing. If all this daydreaming affects your work you will be punished in a way you will not like, do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Nurse Espinosa." Elliot quickly replied.

"Good, now what are you going to think about during every spare moment of the day?" Carla asked, needing to know Elliot was paying attention.

"You Nurse Espinosa. I'll be thinking about you and what you're going to do to me tonight." Elliot answered.

"And what will happen to you if thinking about me affects your work?" Carla asked.

"You will punish me in a way I will not enjoy Nurse Espinosa." Elliot replied.

"Good girl." Carla said, quickly kissing Elliot before releasing her and heading to the door, turning back before leaving to add, "Oh, and it goes without saying, but no mention of this to JD or Turk."

"No, of course not Nurse Espinosa." Elliot called after her mistress for the night.
Elliot stayed there on her knees for a few moments, part of her not believing what just happened, what was going to happen tonight, and yet a much bigger part of her loving it and looking forward to more.
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