The power Sam was displaying, her athority, even in a kiss had Sara breathless and panting before she had even gotten the door open. As her tongue pushed into Sara's mouth and took over Sara let out a pleased whimper, she had never understood the girly girls, not really. Women like her sister confused her to a certain degree. It was one of the things that had made her feel so isolated in school. Kathy was the type of girl who always got the dates, knew what to say, how to act. Sara was, well she was the oddball in her family.<br/><br/>Thats why it felt so right with Sam. Even as she was pressed against the door, she felt normal, natural with Sam. Fuck she had known her for thirty minutes but she felt good...with her. She felt Sam fumble for the doorknob and she stumbled back as it opened. The kiss broke and Sam left the room momentarily, coming back with a collar and leash. Sara stared at them hungrily. Her eyes trailing from them to Sams.<br/><br/>She didnt need telling twice and sat quickly on the couch, pulling first her boots and socks off and tossing them in a corner as she stood and unhooked her corset, letting it fall to the ground. She almost tore the buttons of her shirt off in her haste to get it off revealing no bra, her nipples pierced and stiff with arousal. The hardest part was her pants, for all that Sara loved the feel of the leather on her skin they were a bitch to get off. But she eventually managed it, she kicked the remainder of her clothes on the same corner as her boots and stood in front of Sam, her pussy glistening with her juices, her clit ring just barely visible as her body trembled with nerves and excitement.