Tastes of the Week

Chapter Two
“Sometimes it pays to be naughty and sometimes we do it cause we want to be punished.”
Angel Papillon, Youtube. “My Punishment.”

Tuesday

I went to Ami's today for tutoring. I bought along some strawberry jam sandwiches as payment for her time. The events of yesterday were floating in my head. The warmth of calloused fingers trailing a path over my skin. The delicious taste of salad and Italian dressing from a playful tongue.


We sat in her kitchen taking a break from math after she threatened me with her hair brush for not concentrating. How could I concentrate when such sweet delights happened merely twenty-four hours ago. I watched Ami nibbling on the sandwiches. “This sandwich is nice. Did your mother make them?” she inquired.

“I made them. What makes you think that I can't handle a simple thing as making a sandwich?” I snapped. Why was on I edge? Looking down at my finger was the ring Mamoru gave me just before he lift. The white and pink diamonds winking at me as if they knew my dirty secret. The secret that Haruka and I now shared. Twisting it on my finger. I looked back at Ami.

“Sorry Usagi, I didn't mean to insult you.” she hung her head.

We ate in silence. “How was your piano lesson yesterday?”

I felt my face flush remembering my lesson. “Uh...um..it was good.”

“Mother is going to be away tonight. She's needed at the hospital, they are short of staff.”

I nodded. “Would you like to stay for a little longer? Maybe I can help you with English.”

“Well if it will make me forget about my dilemma why not?” I thought.

“That would be nice Ami. After all I don't want to make a fool of myself again. Remember when Mamoru invited us to that ball where there were heaps of English people?”

A giggle erupted from Ami “I most certainly do Usagi. You were also tipsy. It's a wonder how Haruka and Mamoru were able to dance with you after that.” Running her fingers through her dark blue locks. The grin on her lips made her sparkling blue eyes crinkle behind her glasses.

My face flushed. “Why did she have to bring up Haruka and Mamoru in the same sentence? It's not her fault that...”

“We should go to my room, all my English dictionaries and cassettes are in there. Let's go.” She cut me from my thoughts.

Grabbing my hand she led me into her bedroom. It was a simple room not as big as the guest room at Haruka's place. Just a single bed, dresser, desk, wardrobe, bookshelf and a computer. She took out a school worksheet with English words on it, a textbook and a notepad. Adjusting her glasses on her nose. She smiled

“I'm going to write out a sentence and your going to tell me what is special about the sentence.”

I nodded and sat on the edge of her bed. Watching her scribble she opened the text book and flipped the pages back and forth trying to find the “special sentence”. Her face lit up grabbing the pen. She copied each letter from the book, when she finished she handed the notepad to me.

“The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.” It read.

I sat staring at it. “Fox and dog their the same animal right?” I asked hoping for a hint.

“No” came the reply.

Giving complicated answers I gave up after fifteen minutes. Placing the notepad on the bed I gave a defeated sigh.

“Usagi don't be like that. Here is the answer. The sentence uses every letter from the English alphabet.”

She took some felt tip pens from her pencil case. Writing the letters in different colors and drawing circles around each of the letters within the sentence to the corresponding character.

I nodded in understanding although I was totally confused. Looking at Ami, she licked her lips, then she stood up and walked to the side of bed and pulled the scarf from her uniform.

“I think we should do some spoken studies for English. I'm going to give you some words and your going to tell me the correct English translation. Hold out your hands.” She commanded.

Putting them out in front of me I gasped watching her tie the red scarf around my wrists.

“What are you doing Ami?” I quivered in fright.

“This is part of my tutoring from now on. When you get a word wrong I will give you a smack. No I'm going to lay you on your stomach, knees on the floor. Now stand up.”

Kneeling before me while I stood, she reached up and pulled down my knickers. She leaned in and inhaled my scent. A small smile pulled on her lips “You smell sweet Usagi. Step out of your panties.” I stepped gingerly out of my knickers on the floor. She stood up and guided me to the bed. “Face the bed and kneel. Good girl Usagi.” She patted my head.

Here I was bent over her bed. I felt exposed, and bared Her fingertips brushed the hem of my skirt and then lifted it over my back exposing the cheeks of my bottom.

“Your first word to translate is ashi?” I felt a finger draw a circle on the sole of my foot.

Stifling a giggle “Foot” I replied.

“Good girl. Now what about this area, ketsu?” She massaged my buttocks with both hands. The rhythm of her hands made me feel relaxed. I laid my head on the mattress and sighed.
Her hand reached up and grasped one of my buns, yanking my head back. “Did I tell you to sleep?” She snarled. Her eyes were dark and held a possessive notion.

“No, Ami. I'm sorry.”

It was the sting that took my breath away. The sound of flesh smacking against flesh. “I'll be good Ami, don't smack me again.” I yelp.

Grabbing my chin she titled my face up to hers. “Don't you answer like that to me. Unless I tell you.”

She grabbed my brooch and throw it on the desk. What if we were attacked?. Her hand snaked for and undid my scarf of my own uniform. Hold the red material in front of my eyes, I gulped.

“Usagi, I love you. I love you like a lover and as a friend. This means you also annoy me at time. I think you need to lose your sense of sight for now so you can pay attention.”

Folding the scarf into a double layer, the last thing I saw was the red cloth covering my eyes.
The room was silent, the only sounds was our breathing. “Now what is the English word for ketsu?”

I went through the English words that I knew. “But...butter? I don't know Ami?”

The swift smack on my buttock stung my cheek. “I thought you wouldn't be that bad at this. Come on after two years from that party?” She smacked me for what seemed endless, my buttocks was flushed and tingled from every blow. Tears flowed down my cheeks from every slap. “The answer is arse Usagi.” She grabbed my left cheek and squeezed with her fingers, the nails biting into my flesh. “This is your ARSE.” She pronounced slowly. “Say arse.”

I repeated the word. This was humiliating and in a strange way a turn on. It was so different from a cheeky and fun afternoon with Haruka. Her hands soothed my sore buttocks. Rubbing and kneading the red flesh. Her hand slipping further and further between my legs. “What is this Usagi? Do I believe this excretion from you is pleasure from being slapped?” She snickered. I felt her hand brush against my face, her finger stroking my lower lip. “I want you to lick and suckle on my finger as if it was a hard phallus.” I slowly opened my mouth, feeling her three fingers enter. I gently suckled on them, I heard a soft moan escape from my tormentor. In a slow motion she start to imitate the motion of sex in my mouth. “That is so sexy watching you suckle my fingers. I was always aroused watching you sucking on a straw when you drank your milkshake or soft drinks. Usagi tell me now what is the word penes in English?”

I knew this one. Don't ask how I knew but I did. “Penis” I replied.

“Very good, I think you deserve a reward.” She walked back behind me and slowly inserted her wet fingers. Penetrating my drenched vagina. Setting a rhythm a little harder then Haruka she was breathing heavy. I squeezed her fingers with my muscles.

“Your pussy is so wet. I'm going to make you orgasm Usagi. Do you know what Pussy is?”

I couldn't concentrate, her motions were get me on the brink of nirvana. “Tell me Usagi.” She commanded.

“It's...it's my CHITSU!” I screamed in pleasure. The wave from the orgasm was amazing, more intense then before. Haruka's and Seiya's were each different. Ami removed her soaked hand. I heard suckling and licking sounds. “This is so sweet, you taste so sweet Usagi.”

I laid panting, my face and body covered in sweat. My uniform was drenched. Her hands moved up behind my head and untied the school scarf. I blinked a few times and let my eyes adjust to my surrounds. She moved to my hands and arms, slowly undoing the other scarf. Leaning behind my head she gave a butterfly kiss behind my ear. “That was incredible, and amazing. I didn't know you had that side Ami.” I whispered. She helped me to stand up, and proceeded to smooth down my skirt and blouse. Grabbing my scarf from the floor she tied it under the bib. She picked up my panties and walked to her dresser and put them inside a small draw.

“Usagi, everyone has different sides. You have witnessed it so many times and this is a side of me that I don't want anyone to know. Understand?” She ordered.

I nodded dumbfound by the events. Yesterday Haruka and now Ami. Should I have told her what I did with Haruka? She was looking at me with a small smile.

“Do you want me to....you know.” I motioned with my gaze towards her crouch.

Shaking her head. She picked my hand up and rubbed the sore wrist. “No thank you, I would like you to but maybe you can do it next week. It's getting a bit late, do you want me to call you a taxi?”

I numbly nodded and watched her dial the number on her phone. Placing the receiver back on the cradle. “I'm sorry you can't take a shower.” she apologized. “Please don't tell anyone about this evening. I mean what if the others found out.”

We walked down to the entrance of the apartment building. The street was busy.
Ami moved her arms, wrapping them around me in a tight embrace. She leaned and kissed my mouth, the sweet beautiful lips that spoke so harshly were upon my own gently caressing my tongue. I returned her kiss it was light and brief.

The sound of the taxi beeping it's horn. “Remember Usagi. No-one will ever know. I'll see you tomorrow.”

I walked to the taxi, hopping in to the back and watched her walking back inside the building.

Two girls that I deeply care for have touched my bodies in different ways within two days.

I settled in the backseat and was lost in my thoughts of wonder. “What kind of dreams will I have tonight?” I thought.

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Author's notes:

Hey guys, sorry for the long wait on chapter two. It's been such a busy month and I have not been able to get onto OpenOffice because I had to finish writing a thesis.

I want to say thank you to the wonderful reviews. I know some of you were waiting and waiting. My apologizes. I hope this chapter was as good as the chapter before. I decided on making Ami a dominater. I also want to say about me taking down the Tastes story. I originally took it down because it can be found of fanfiction.net. It is more suited there.

Again I apologize for the grammar. I'm not good at it. It's my weakness in writing. My beta Scott sadly is going to be away for five more months and it saddens me that he will not be able to fix the grammar. Although it did help that I had my trusty Collins Japanese-English Dictionary on hand with the Japanese words.

I also want to point out that I did research into this chapter. I joined a BDSM forum and talked to a few Doms and Dommes some where very happy in telling me about their lifestyle and it's not all whip cracking folk. There is a caring way too. To help guide their Subs or Slaves. A good person to watch on youtube is AngelPapillon. She is a wonderful British girl who is a slave. She explains what it is like to be in a BDSM relationship. I stumbled across her video “My Punishment”.

Also on youtube I was inspired for this longer chapter after watching an amusing English learning video called “Speak sexy English.” Which has a Japanese Hostess with three East European ladies in the background the teacher pronounces English words like Cock, Pussy, Blow job and my favorite new phrase “Cockpit” to the viewers and there is a little scenerio between a Japanese man Taro and his lovely Russian friend Gloria. It's pretty hilarious.

After watching an episode in SM S series where the girls and Mamoru go to a ball, Usagi made a fool of herself after drinking, the spiked punch. Trying to speak proper English to the guests. One of my favorite episodes.

That's the bases for this chapter.

Reviews would be lovely. If you are good at grammar please please contact me so you can fix this chapter.

Obezyanka.