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Asami stood shoulder to shoulder with Korra as the two of them gazed into a large mirror, studying the sluts that they had become. It was still strange for her to think about – how in just a few short months, she had gone from the refined daughter of one of the city’s top industrialists to what was, beyond a shadow of a doubt, a brazen and bouncy whore. If they were dumb they would’ve been bimbos, but Mistress Suyin clearly had no tolerance for that kind of simple mindset within her ranks. She wanted girls that knew how to suck cock while also knowing how to think for themselves. How to plan, how to piece things together, and how to become even better, sluttier girls the more they played. The difference between a trashy bimbo and a trashy call girl was simple – they both gave great head, but only one of them had a great head on their shoulders.

And Asami and Korra were absolutely the latter…trashy, slutty, barely-dressed, and clearly there to use their bodies for profit and pleasure, but only on their terms and the terms of their mistress. And as stunning as it was for Asami to realize it, but they had made the trip together.

“…I like the fishnet.” Asami finally offered as the two women gazed at each other in the mirror, and gestured to where Korra wore a thick blue fishnet not only up to her thighs, but across her chest as well. It draped over her and dangled from the sculpt of her enormous breasts, which were only barely contained within the blue strings. Her nipples were so poorly hidden behind the fishnet that anyone glancing at her could easily see the thin, silver bars piercing them from both sides. A white fluffy jacket covered her shoulders and was sported with matching leg warmers – giving a taste of Water Tribe warmth in an outfit that was completely inappropriate for the cold. It was all tied together with a pink g-string that provided less than adequate coverage, making her camel toe visible and plump upon the eyes. “You look nice, Korra. Well…not nice. Like…”

“Like the best cum hungry cunt in Republic City.” Korra boasted with a grin, puffing over her chest and showing a clear sign of pride in the admission. She paused afterwards; though, and took the time to look Asami’s own reflection over. And though a part of her was still loathed to admit it, there was one concession she had to offer. “One of the best. You’re the other. Probably.”

 

This is just a little part of the story that DraceDomino wrote about these skanks! If you liked what you just read, check the whole saga here!

 

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They’re waiting for the next client… would he be you? 😉

(Tell us what would you do with them, in the comments! 😉 )

 

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The backlog I mentioned months ago is large, but not all made of new pics. For some of our patrons most of these won’t be new. But we need to have them here for you, too.

Thanks for the Anonymous commissioner who keep returning to us to have more of this series. We particularly love Korra outfit! ^^

And thanks again to our oldest patron, who keep pushing us to keep this place alive. 😀

Take care, but have fun!

 

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