Three Little Kittens - 2

Winters' Kittens : Lily - Donna - Jane

Winters stepped back to admire her own handiwork. Lily was lying prone on the bench press and her legs and arms were tied to it's legs. Winters ran her fingers down the entire length of the prone girl's back.

'You look so yummy', she said to the bound girl. 'Donna, fetch the toys from my room, will you kitten?'

'Yes, m' Lady.'

Winters made Jane kneel in front of her, head resting on her thigh as she stroked the younger girl's hair lovingly.

'You know, Jane?  Lily's about to get punished for her mischief. How do you think I oughta punish her?'

Jane looked up into her eyes seeking an easy answer but Winters wasn't going to play nice. She slapped the girl, 'You need to answer me when I ask a question, pet.'

'How..however you see fit,  my Lady.'

'See? That wasn't so bad. She'll be punished and she'll beg for more when I'm done, won't you, Lily?'

'As you say, Lady Winters', Lily answered with a calm, steady voice but the sweat of anticipation was already trickling down the valley of her spine and it pooled in the two prominent dimples by her hips just above the butt.

Donna soon returned with a big box.

'What did you do, kitten? Raid the entire shelf? Set it down.' She rummaged through the box selecting a few choice items - a blue feeldoe, a wand, a white handled riding crop with a thin black strip of leather tongue, a blue ball gag and a bunch of silk handkerchiefs.

'Think, these ought to do. Jane, why don't you adorn her with the ornaments', she said pointing to the ball gag and the silk handkerchiefs. Jane timidly took them and crawled over to Lily. There was embarrassment and guilt in the girl's eyes. That can't be allowed. Guess, I'll have to give her the full treatment sometime soon.

She took one of the silk kerchiefs and the riding crop and stood behind the blindfolded and gagged, sensual blonde. She used the silk to wipe away the sweat at the base of Lily's spine and rubbed it between the tied up girl's legs and inhaled the aroma. A wicked smile played across Winters' lips. She caressed the creamy butt cheeks raising goosebumps that shimmered in the light. Lily's breathing intensified, each heave of her lungs swayed her feline back like a gentle wave. Winters own hunger grew by simply watching the woman totally at her mercy.

She sent out a whack, with the riding crop, onto to Lily's bottom. A muffled scream answered the strike which left a angry red welt, a mould of the offending instrument, across her cheeks. The gentle sway turned into a violent storm of shuddering.

Winters ran a soothing hand down the back, calming her lover, 'That, my dear, is what awaits you if you lose control.' She ordered Donna to fetch the wand.  

She spread the slick flesh that hid her clit and applied the wand directly over the neglected organ. Lily's back arched, trying to manoeuvre her body away from the titillating sensation, that the buzzing imparted. Winters anticipated it and she forced the bottom down onto the table and let the wand do its trick. The hand that kept her lover pinned down was privy to all the things that were going on inside Lily's body, the slightest of convulsion, the tiniest of spasm. all the sensations shooting up her spine. Winters knew Lily was nearly there and she withdrew, eliciting a wanton groan from the woman. Winters was more interested in the reaction that this small display evoked on Jane. The young girl was watching the performance entranced, her eyes focused on the myriad of pleasures that danced across Lily's face. That's right kitten, watch and want.

Winters used the riding crop to send a stinging slap to Lily's sex. The groan of pleasure morphed instantly into one of pain.

'You were nearly over the edge that time dear. And I've just begun to play.' She gave Lily a few seconds to catch her breath before resuming the sensual assault on her pussy again. She took her to the edge thrice after that, each time denying her and punishing her with the crop. Lily was literally floating in her own sweat, her body exhausted.

'Oh, come on, Lily. Is this the example you want to set for your sisters?'

Lily just panted hoarsely in reply. Her blonde hair bunched up into thick strands gelled together by her sweat.

'Jane, come take a look at this.'

The young girl came and stood beside Winters. 'Kneel, you'll get a better view.'

She pointed to the throbbing pussy in front of them, 'There, isn't that just beautiful? Go on. Touch it.'

Half mesmerised Jane reached out to touch Lily's inviting sex. The soft and timid touch relaxed the bound girl. Winters was amused and she egged the apprehensive girl on to taste the object of her desire. She could almost see the conflict raging inside the young girl's mind.

'She's my lover and that is why I want you to please her', she whispered into Jane's ear, breaking character.

Lily let a moan that conveyed her appreciation of Jane's pretty mouth on her sex.

'The rules still apply darlin'. You come and I punish. And Jane you don't have to take it easy dear. Feast your heart out.' Jane needed no further encouragement. She applied her tongue and lips to good use, almost free from the guilt that if she succeeded it could result in more pain for Lily. She pushed Lily closer and closer to the edge, teasing her labia and clit, intruding into her slit, sucking in the flesh wherever possible, she did everything she wanted to without resorting to her fingers. Winters sensed the tensing muscles on Lily's back. She was about to come and she wanted her to come for what she had in store next.

Winters saw the orchestra of muscles that coordinated the crescendo of the building orgasm, her own pussy quivered in sympathy. Jane was relentless. She didn't stop until, Lily was twitching and jerking against on the bench press table, straining against the ropes that bound her, the orgasm bursting out of her.

Jane stepped back with feeling happy and guilty.

'Oops. You came, dear.' Lily bit hard onto the ball gag, waiting for the searing flash of the riding crop on her soft bottom.

Donna was kneeling on the same spot where Winters had left her. That girl is a prize. 'Donna, bring the last toy.'

'As our good doctor here would tell you if she weren't gagged, Kegel exercises do wonders for your PC muscles. And one of the perks of having strong PC muscles is the ability to', she inserted the plug end of the feeldoe inside herself and stood proud, with her feet apart, to show the girls, 'retain this inside you without it slipping out.' She smiled wickedly at the girls before taking a wide stance in between Lily's spread legs. She caressed Lily's spent sex with the other end, rubbing it along the length of her pussy down to the puckered butt hole. I think I'll save that for another time.

Then without warning she pushed nearly two inches of the feeldoe into Lily's wet vagina. It squelched to a halt there. Lily's scream would have deafened them all had she not been gagged.

'There ain't a better way to break-in a new toy', she sneered at Lily. 'Now try to relax sweetie. It ain't all the way in, yet.'

She started to hump with deliberately slow strokes, trying to match Lily's pace. She gradually built up the pace and the depth until she was sure she was deeply entrenched. She bent over and supported herself by holding on to the sides of table beside Lily's chest. And each time she pushed in the ridges on curve stimulated her clit but not as well as she would have liked and she moved faster and faster trying to get that teasing stimulation. Lily held out well enough as she was bit desensitised from the recent orgasm. Winters went on with the heavy pounding for a little over five minutes before her guts and thighs started burning. She slowed down and rested for a moment on top of Lily.

'This really is harder than I thought', she whispered to Lily. 'No matter, I'll persevere.'

She caught hold of Lily's wet locks and yanked them back with one hand and with the other she reached around her legs to her clit. This time as she slid in and out, the feeldoe pressed tighter against her walls stimulating her and the ribs were better positioned to stimulate her clit. She rode Lily forcing her to come for a second time.

***

Winters slumped into her sofa panting for breath herself. Two's my limit. I need to work on my stamina a lot more often.

'Donna untie her and bring her over.' Both the girls helped untie Lily and they supported her weakened frame to Winters' sofa where was gently let down to sink to her knees.

'It's time you earned your mark, Lily.' She managed to say before she appeared weak and out of breath.

Lily stretched out her hand in front of her and caught hold of Winters' hips to pull herself up. Winters shrugged off Lily with a cruel laugh, 'Hands behind your back, pet.'

Lily was too exhausted to even rise up. She shouldn't have exercised if she had planned this. Winters slapped her twice but she knew Lily was a lost cause. It almost tortured Winters that she was so close and she couldn't get off. That feeldoe's strictly for the missionary. She pushed her hips to the edge of the sofa and found Lily's slightly parted lips. She forced herself onto her lover's mouth and used her to get off. Lily received a mouthful of Winters' long pending orgasm and collapsed to the floor.

There. That's done. And try not to 'lose' the next collar I give you, Lily', she said to the barely concious woman.

'Jane, take her to my room and give her a bottle of electrolyte. Donna, clear up here.' Winters took a long drink from the water cooler and went to her bedroom. Lily was lying on the bed and Jane was helping her drink up a bottle of Gaterode.

'I'll see to that Jane. Go take a shower with Donna and have some breakfast.'  

Lily was lying on her side. Winters helped her finish the electrolyte and turned her onto her back. She slid down and kissed the red mark. Lily winced a little but she didn't protest. Winters licked the welt along the entire length.

'Stop teasing and get me the lotion', Lily muttered.

'You amaze me girl. Anyone else would've been spreadin' their legs apart for me to taste them.' She climbed out of the bed and fetched the soothing lotion and squeezed a liberal portion on to Lily's butt. Lily gave a purr with pleasure.

'So are you finally going to tell me what that was really about?'

Lily gave Winters a long look, 'Teach me how to be a Dominatrix.'

***

Three Little Kittens - 1

Winter's Kittens : Lily - Donna - Jane

The Sunday morning oozed into Winters' bedroom lazily through the curtained windows. Winters lay on her bed, wide awake, reluctant to let go of the fluffy comfort of her mattress and pillows. The past week was hectic with multiple orders that she had to take care of in her small boutique. All the designing and stitching were mentally draining. But lying in bed doing nothing seemed boring and so she reached one hand over to the other side of the bed. It was empty. 

Lily must be in the Chamber. 

She closed her eyes to shield the excess sunlight that had filtered into the room and on to the bed. She was debating whether she ought to summon Donna to service her till her lover and pet got back from her ritual morning exercises when: 

'Wha did ya do with-it?' Donna voice carried all the way from the Chamber and into Winters sensitive ears. She took the pillow and buried her head beneath it. 

Let them sort it out. 

'Shut up, Donna!' Lily's refined voice was even louder. 

Oh, boy... What the fuck did you do now, Lily?

Winters felt a pang of guilt when she remembered that she hadn't spent any time with Lily at all the past week. Donna had shared her bed in Lily's place whenever Lily had to work overtime at the hospital. She had Jane to keep her company, though. But that justification sounded lame even to her. So with a huge mental groan, she hauled herself  out of bed. Not bothering to change out of her white silk chemise, she marched into the Chamber.

When she stormed in, the two girls, well ladies actually, but they are still my kittens, were standing at opposite ends of the bed. Lily was all sweaty from her workout and Winters first thoughts were how much she would love to lick all that off her body. But Donna seemed a mess. The streaks across her cheeks were tears and the whole thing appeared to be Lily's handiwork. And here I thought I was the sadistic one. 

'What the hell's goin' on 'ere?' 

'Lady Winters...', Donna started to sob again.

'Oh, come on. It's just a strip of leather for God's sake.' 

Winters gaze drifted instinctively to their necks. They were bare. 

'Lily. What did you do with the collars?'

'My lady, the collars were all frayed and old. Its just that I though it was time for new ones', Lily's words were sincere but her tone definitely wasn't.

'Where's Jane? Donna, go fetch Jane.' Donna wiped her face as she hurried out of the Chamber in her light blue lingerie to obey her mistress.

With Donna well out of sight and ear shot, Winters dropped her domme persona. 'Girl, what the fuck's wrong with you? Donna needs this more than you do. It means a lot to her and you are hell bent on wreaking it for her.'

'What's wrong with me! No, what's wrong with you? You spend more time with that slobbering bitch than you do with me. And you don't even care about Jane.'  

'Hey, you brought that girl in, not me. Besides, she's got 'er nursing exams comin' up. You want me to drain 'er? And besides you are always super busy being the doctor. You're the one who's got no time for me.'

'God dammit, Anna.'

'It’s Lady Winters', Winters hissed at Lily.

'Fine. Lady Winters. I need you too. And you are a blind cow if you can't see that.'

Winter's did not have anything to say to that and she could not have either for Donna was back with a collar less Jane.

'Where's your collar?' 

'Er.. Lady..um..' Jane kept glancing behind Winters at Lily.

'Speak up!' Winters' hope of a peaceful Sunday evaporated with what was the last of her patience.

'I gave it to Lily', she blurted out. This incensed Winters more than than anything. Lily seemed to have a domme like power over Jane. Understandable, but still... She knew what was to be done.

'Donna, Jane, come stand with Lily.' The girls obeyed. 'Kneel', the command was soft. Donna was the first to sink to her knees, hands behind her back and head bowed. Good girl. Lily watched Donna with indifference but she too went to her knees. Jane mimicked Lily and she even clasped her hands behind her back but she kept stealing glances at Lily at Winters.

'Since you all seem to have lost you collar, it’s only fair that you earn them back again', Winters paused to study Lily's face. If anyone was in control in the room then, it was her. She held the power to shatter the meticulous illusion that Winters had cultivated especially for her pet, Donna's sake. There was no defiance at this so she pushed further. "Donna, come forward.'

The girl shuffled forward on her knees till she was before Winters. 

'You need to earn my mark. You know what to do.'

'Yes, my Lady.'

Winters eyes were focused on Lily's passive face. Lets see how long you can keep that cool. I'll show you just how skilled my pet really is.'

Donna leaned forward and nuzzled Winters' chemise out of her way and managed to grip the panties with her teeth, tugging it down with practised ease. Winters' gaze was locked with Lily's as she swayed her hips and legs to step out of her panties. She then spread her legs apart granting Donna access to her neatly trimmed sex, barely covered by the chemise.

'Now, my pet.'

Donna dove into action, her tongue licked Winters' inner thighs, it slid over her nether lips, lubricating her with her saliva, and it slowly teased them apart to access the slit and the clit. Winters stood with her hands on her hips, eyes still on Lily's.  After about five minutes of tonguing and failing to elicit any response from Winters, Donna withdrew for a breather. 

'Did I tell you to stop?' Winters grabbed Donna by the hair and forced herself on to her face and began swaying her hips, trying to find rhythm with Donna's own licks and kisses. She soon let out her first gasp of pleasure - Donna's actions controlled by her own hands was the aphrodisiac that sent the rush through her. Power - absolute control over another person. 

She rode Donna face for about fifteen more minutes, the currents of pleasure quite visible on her face. That's right Lily, watch me come. She noticed Jane's eyes were transfixed on her crotch and the way Donna slurped at it. You are next little girl. When she was about to come, she stilled Donna's movement by choking her and forcing her to cup the whole of her sex with her mouth. Her hips ground into Donna as the orgasm pulsed through body and found its outlet via her convulsing sex. She marked Donna with her orgasm, drenching the submissive girl's face and chemise. She pushed Donna back when she was done. Impressive. Her hands are still behind her back. 

'Very good, my pet. You are mine again.'

'Th..than..k 'u, m'Lady', Donna managed between gasps and she collapsed forward to rest a while.

'Jane, step forward.'

Jane looked at Lily for some sort of approval, but Lily's eyes were only for Winters. 

''Now, dear.' Winters beckoned her forward. Jane complied but Winters noticed the reluctance in the girl for this game. You got your collar without all the hassle the first time. You didn't know what it meant to wear the collar. I'll pound that lesson into you now. Winters gaze drifted back to Lily. And you need to realise that we are not exclusive.

Jane was soon kneeling where Donna was before. Winters caressed the girl's cheek. There's passion here but is it for me? 

'Donna, fetch that sofa over here.' She continued to caress the girl's face and run her fingers through her hair. 

'You want this, don't ya?'

Jane merely nodded her head slowly. Winters' unexpected slap brought tears to the young girl's eyes. Lily's jaws were clenched tight, but she still stayed put, silent, watching Winters work on Jane. 

'You'll answer me when I address you.' Yanking a fist full of hair back, 'Got that.'

'Yes, Lady Winters', she winced in pain.

'Good Girl. See, you are learning already. And oh, the safe word's still Rain by the way.'

She sat back on the special sofa that Donna dragged from the corner. It allowed her to recline and relax while it let her hips jut forward, giving access to her sex.

'Donna, it's not a good manners to leave the dish, that you ate outta, dirty. You must always clean it before the next person could eat.'

'Yes, m' Lady.' Donna knelt in front of Winters once again and licked her orgasm off her thighs and crotch. The demo was for Jane's benefit. Donna soon finished the task and emerged out, her mouth and chin glistening with Winters love.

'And Jane, Donna's face seems to be in need of some cleaning too. Why don't you do it for her?'

'Yes, Lady Winters', she replied but her body betrayed her reservations.

Jane turned to face Donna. She leant forward and kissed the juice off Donna's face. She worked meticulously and slowly. 

'Pick up the pace dear, we haven't got all day.' 

Winters noticed Jane glance at Lily before sticking out her tongue and tentatively taking a small lick and soon the young girl applied herself to the task with the much needed earnest. She licked Donna's lips and sucked them clean. She then went for her throat, tickling Donna with a few kisses and then she cleaned her off with long steady licks starting at her collar bone and ending at her chin. Donna stayed in control all the time, the only signs of pleasure she gave were a few sharp intake of breaths. Jane latched herself on to the nipple protruding through the thin material. Winters smiled at that. She stepped behind Donna and removed the unwanted barrier for Jane. She saw the lust in Jane's eyes from behind Donna. 

'Go on, suck her clean.'

Jane seemed to need no further instructions. The soft globes of Donna's breasts were heaving up and down with all the attention they were receiving. Winters let them at it for a few minutes before she put a stop to that game stopping either of them from getting off. She then caught hold of Jane's hair and dragged her back to the sofa.

'It's 'ur turn to be marked littl' one. Let's make this a bit mor' excitin'. shall we? Donna, return the favour to dear Jane.'

She reclined on the sofa, Jane's pretty head held tight up against her sex while Donna lay beneath Jane's parted legs. 

'Come before I do and you get punished, got that? Let's begin.'

Jane didn't get to even make a before Donna had her squirming. 

'What's the matter Jane? Never had anyone down there before? Was someone holding out on you? Stick your tongue out like the good kitty that you are. Yes, good.'

Winters didn't wait any further, she manoeuvred the girl's tongue over her with her hair and she even bucked her hips to hit the right spots. This one needs some serious training. No wonder Lily's frustrated.

Winters let the passion build up in Jane, and slowly let the girl service her on her own. The first difference that she felt were the thin lips and small mouth of Jane's could focus on one spot much longer than the fuller lips of Donna. The other thing was that Jane's tongue was pointy unlike either Lily's or Donna's thicker, broader tongues. Just as Winters was starting to build up a slow orgasm, Jane came all over Donna's face. It wasn't the torrents that the three of them could release either, a small trickle and a lot of convulsing, as Donna would tell Winters later on. 

'Oh, oh.. Wrong move Kitten.' She slapped the girl hard. 'You do remember the safe word don't you.'

Jane nodded. 

'Good. Continue.' Winters pulled the girl closer again. She threw a glance at Lily, all contained and obedient. She smirked at her knowing that it must take all her self control to stay still with all the orgy happening right in front of her. My girl's really come a long way. Maybe this is what she wanted  to show me. Oh, well...

Before long, Jane came again from the expert tonguing that she received from Donna which was soon followed by a back hand to her face from Winters.

'My, you sure are lusty. You need to control that. Again.'

Winters felt Jane vary her technique this time. Instead of lapping at her snatch haphazardly, she tested out spots on her sex that elicited the most reactions. Good, she's learning, but without her hands to get a better reading, I don't think she'll get me off.

Winters didn't expect Jane to stick her tongue into her slit and wiggle it there. It made the perfect match, Jane's nose rubbed against Winters' clit while her tongue found Winters' special spot. The shock of the discovery rocked both of them and Winters didn't hold back. She flooded Jane's tongue and mouth with her orgasm, Jane came for the third time, completely dry but for Donna's saliva. 

'I'll let that one slide', Winters said, her breathing laboured.  

Still gasping for breath slightly she stepped aside the tangled mess of the other two girls and made her way to Lily. She placed a finger on Lily's chest and slowly circled around her and bend down to her ear and whispered, 'How wet are you?' as she slid her hand down past Lily's rock hard nipples and to her shorts. 

'Think we better build an ark', she laughed at her own joke when she felt the wetness that had drenched Lily's shorts and had run down her legs making her thighs slick.

'Stand up', She told Lily. 'Girl's, some here. Help her out of these wet clothes.' 

Her two newly marked kittens came forward as she held Lily up supporting her since the long hour of kneeling had drained any sensations from her legs knee down. Jane slipped the sports bra off her while Donna pulled down the shorts. Lily wasn't wearing any panties inside. 

'Get her to lie down on the bench press table', she told the girls while she picked  up some jump ropes from the shelf. 

She held the ropes taut between her hands and said with a smirk, 'Hope you are ready, Lily, 'cuz I definitely am lookin' forward to this.'

***

Absolute

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An earthly salvation, I seek

A soul, ever so meek.

A master, I sought for long

I realised, it's with you, I belong.

In my heart, I'm resolute.

My surrender to you - absolute.

Shea's Wonderful Time

Shea was back in her single bedroom apartment. She needed a shower, a hot one. She orphaned her coat on the dining table, her shirt sailed onto the bed and the pencil skirt crowned the doormat outside the bathroom before she went in. A moment later the bathroom door cracked open a bit and her heels sailed out and it shut close once again.

*

Shea stepped out of the bathroom; the steam from the hot shower invaded the bedroom. She undid the towel wrapped her and lay down on the bed. The soft pillow cradled her head. She stretched her legs out, the thighs parted, the arms rested on either side, the palms faced up, and the tips of index and thumb touched. A slow deep breath,

Relax... relax...relax... 

She exhaled, slow and controlled -

Relax... relax...relax... 

Shea started at her feet. She felt the awareness in her soles and heels spread out, envelope her toes and creep up to her ankles - 

Relax... relax...relax... 

The calves and thighs, tensed a little before she loosed them. The pubic and the pelvic, the butt-cheeks and the back, the abdomen and the chest; each she flexed, feeling the muscles there before letting the wave of relaxation that rose up, engulf them. She paid special attention to her shoulders and arms. They bore most of the weight of being Shea Nolan. She observed the awareness and relaxation inch up to her shoulder and slip down her arms and steadily towards her fingertips -

Relax... relax...relax... 

Up her slender neck and to the crown of her head. She had to pause a while at her jaws and temples as she flushed the day's stress out - having driven through the city during rush hour, all the honking, yelling and the horrible, horrible smoke; arriving at work just in time to deliver the new product presentation to the marketing team, her temper flared at all the pointless questions the marketing head threw at her; and spending the afternoon negotiating with an independent truck driver over the shipping charges, she practically had to flirt with the dirty, whale of a man to get him to agree to what she considered a very generous term. She breathed out letting it all dissipate out of her -

Relax... relax...relax... 

She let her mind go blank, focussing only on her monotonous breathing. It had a hypnotic effect and she sank into it. Her entire body tingled with awareness and yet she was floating in a black void, light as a feather. Time stopped. Then, without a warning, a silver of sensation appeared in her calves. Her wake up call. She roused her body reluctantly, one part at a time and getting the pooled blood back into circulation again. She sat up, eyes still closed. She rubbed her palms together and got them nice and warm. She wiped the warmth into her face and over her eyes, dispelling the hypnosis. She breathed out -

Peace... 

She opened her eyes and smiled.

Time for the date.

She got up and went through her limited wardrobe for a dress to wear that evening. Stephen had promised her a wonderful time, and he always delivered. She selected a bottle green dress sporting a deep neckline. Just as she was admiring the dress draped against her in the mirror when the phone rang.

It was Stephen. 

'Hey sweetie, I'm all ready', she chirped.

'Oh, Shea. I'm so sorry.'

'Why? What's the matter?'

'I got assigned a new project at the last minute. It's Jenn. She's ill all of a sudden and the boss' asked me to step in for her. I'm really, really sorry, Shea. I so wanted to be with you tonight', Stephen's voice came in a torrent over the phone.

'Oh... It's ok. Guess, 'nother day then.' 

'I'm really sorry Shea. Thanks for understanding. Love you.'

'Love you too. Bye.'

She dropped the phone on to the bed and before it bounced the second time she joined it there. 

'Fuck!'

The stress she had flushed out of her body just a while ago returned, squeezing her head. She tried to repeat the relaxation technique but it wasn't going to help her now, not when she had nothing but more work the next day to look forward to. She gave up trying to reign in her thoughts. Instead she gave into them. She tried to imagine the date as it should have been – first a movie, the latest instalment of The Pirates of The Caribbean and a late night drive around the city. She had been looking forward to the cool night air streaming through her hair as the bike raced down the road. And finally, enticing Stephen, not that it would take much, back to her apartment for some well deserved fucking.

As she brooded on the missed opportunity, her arm grazed the bare skin between her bra and panties raising goose-bumps. The pent up tension demanded a release. So she closed her eyes, imagined Stephen there with her, kissing her, caressing her. She snuck her fingers underneath the white cotton bra and traced a circle, as light as a feather, around the areola. 

Something's missing. 

She reached behind and undid her bra and freed her tits. She then stuck her middle and index finger into her mouth and sucked them, coating them with copious saliva. The wet fingers brushed her nipple, imagining Stephen's tongue on her. The effect was immediate; it hardened quickly, jutting up from her body, straining to get more attention. Her other arm massaged the left tit, eliciting a similar response. Heat radiated from within her chest and enveloped her. Her face flushed and ears burned hot. All her petting and teasing built up a delirium that demanded her to pay attention to her pussy. A hand snaked down to her panties and over her mound. 

Wet.

She smiled to herself and fantasized Stephen going down on her. The kisses she imagined him placing on her inner thighs produced a throb from her pussy. She slid her obstructive panties off and spread her thighs wider for better access. The pussy juice coated her pubic hair and lubricated her entire pussy and not just the lips. She let her fingers glide over her clit and inner lips sending shudders through her soft, flat abdomen. She placed one hand over her clit and spiralled around it slow circles, building up the sensation bit by bit. The other, she used to massage her pussy lips, soothing them and spreading them open. More juice flowed out of her, smearing her inner thighs and trickling down to her crack. She visualized Stephen kneeling in front of her, spreading her legs apart, aiming his cock right at her slit and she plunged in two fingers. Driven by heat and desire she pumped them vigorously while the hand tending to her clit sped up too. 

Closer, closer. As the climax edged ever near, her hips started gyrating to the silent tunes her fingers played. 

Faster. 

A thundering climax pulsed through her leaving behind a sweet tingling sensation on her skin. Her pussy continued to spasm, clenching and relaxing around her fingers, trying to suck them in deeper. She withdrew her fingers and inhaled her own aroma; intoxicated she slipped her dripping fingers into her mouth and sucked. The tension had that threatened to suffocate her dissipated. She now faced another problem. Usually, sex with Stephen left her physically tired and she sank into a slumber soon after she climaxed but now she felt very refreshed. 

So she guided her body to a second and then a third climax, each drawn out longer than the previous one. Her wrists and hands were tired from all the pumping and grinding.

Not yet. Just one more.

Her clit and vulva were slightly desensitized after the third climax. She knew she had her work cut out if she wanted one more. Her fingers wasted no time in getting into a rhythm, twirling and massaging. The hints of pleasure started to mount after a few minutes. The tingling spread slowly but surely. Another orgasm was imminent. Just as she was about to go over the edge she withdrew her hands form her pussy and played with her tits, bit roughly to stave off the pleasure with pain. Her pussy signaled that it was ready for a second assault. She touched her clit tentatively to get a feel of the sensation. It felt sweet but not orgasmic. She resumed her two pronged stimulation, again taking herself to the edge and denying herself the release. This time though it was much harder to hold back, her hips and thighs threatened to finish what her fingers wouldn't. Summoning all her will power she stilled her butt on the bed. She took a few deep breaths to clear her head a bit. She returned to her pussy for a third time.

Let's see how far I can push myself.

The slightest touch threatened to trigger her release. She didn't want to tempt fate, so she skirted around her pussy, massaging the part of thighs that curved into her pussy. Her hips undulated in tandem with her fingers' probes, discovering newer sites for stimulation. She slipped a finger further down and pressed the soft tissue between her vagina and her anus. The new sensations took her even higher. Yet again the orgasm battered inside her seeking a release and she stilled her hands and body, denying it. It was much harder than the last time. 

She lay still for a long time; the forbidden orgasm was so uncontrollable now that even the slightest movement could have set it free. She defaulted to her breathing technique: 

Inhale - Swift and Deep

Exhale - Slow and Controlled

She did this till she no longer felt any trace of the orgasm in her body, but she knew better. It was lurking deep inside her, waiting for her to lose control. She tested her pussy, her mind clear of all thoughts, Stephen included. It was inviting. Moistened and bloomed, it pleaded for her touch. She started with a light finger massage to the clit. It sent electricity through her body shocking her with the intensity of the pleasure. She slipped in two fingers, then three fingers. The nerves screamed pleasure at the slightest movement. She went on in this heightened state of stimulation for quite some time, all the while dancing at the edge of an orgasm. 

Faster.

She assaulted her pussy with a blur of motion, her wrists and fingers ached from all the work, but she persisted, ignoring the pain. A tickling cold sensation made her calves clench and her toes curl. And when she could no longer keep up the pace, she finally let go. Her back arched like a bow, increasing the pressure in her abdomen, she came hard. It wasn't as wet as her previous orgasms but much more powerful, seizing all her muscles in its grip. She thrashed about in her bed, hips bucking, drawing both away and towards her fingers. The soft gasp that escaped her lips didn't do justice to the climax that rocked her. 

Gradually, she relaxed; the undulations of her hips slowed down. She smiled through the sweet ache in her limbs, her chest and her abdomen. She drew her comforter over her and curled into a foetal position. The bliss, that she had sought and found, soon smothered her into a deep sleep. Her body trembled occasionally with the ghost of the last orgasm even as she slept on

*

She woke pretty early the next day, feeling more than refreshed, bursting with energy. The memory of last night brought a smile to her lips. The self discovery of her epic orgasm gave her something to look forward to at the end of the day.         

***

Inhibitions

We fear not the predation,
But the liberation. 
Fragile surface that hides 
The reality inside.
We are creatures carnal
Lust, ever real.

We fear not the malice, 
But the solace,
A stranger's embrace,
Passion, it ignites
Our true nature, wanton
For the world, an exposition.

We fear not the ignorance,
But the admittance. 
Our senses seek pleasure, 
An inescapable lure. 
To infinity it exalts,
All our souls.

Passion and lust,
My body and rest
Free to explore,
Restrained never more.
Ignoring everything rude,
I now walk, in the nude.

                       ~by Blue

(Photo from : www.simonbolz.com)

Dangerous D - 3

Dana sat in the dressing room, examining the card. It had a textured finish with Lynnette’s name embossed in gold on the top-right corner. Her number was equally fancy. Must have cost Dave a fortune to get this. She exhaled through her mouth as she flipped her phone open and punched in the number. She used to hang out in the backstage corridor whenever she was here. But Dana never had much of a conversation with her before but she remembered that few of the ladies started calling her the little princess and it stuck. Wonder why they called her that?  The most striking feature of the otherwise plain girl, Dana remembered, was her height. Something she inherited from her grandpa. The ring of the phone at the other end shook her out of her reverie. And she loves girls, another one of her grandfather’s traits.

‘Hello?’

'Hi, Lyn. It’s me, Dana. Your grandfather asked me to call you. Said you had a job for me.'

'Dana! Hope Grand-Dave didn’t force ya', Lynnette gave a small chuckle.

'Nah, but he did make a very convincing argument though.' The monetary kind, she added to herself.

'The party isn’t till Ten but could you be ready by Six?'

'Six? That kinda early.'

'I got some dress over at my place that I want you to try on, you know make sure they fit.'

'Oh, that would be nice.' Her own wardrobe was quite exhaustive but if the rich girl wants to dress me up, sure.

‘K. I’ll pick up at your place. Bye.’

‘Bye, Lynnette.’ But she had cut the call before Dana even got to finish it. She’s Dave sans the dick.

*

Dylan was playing with his toys when Lucy turned up at her house at Five.

‘Thank you so much for comin’ over Lucy’, Dana greeted the other girl inside.

‘You got Dave to thank for this. Where’s little D?’ Lucy took off her black leather jacket and let it hang by the door.

‘Dylan’s playing in the living room. He knows I’m going out tonight so he should be alright. There’s some pizza in the fridge, few cans of beer and some orange juice, if you are hungry. And please, don’t let him stay awake after Eight Thirty.’

‘No probs. Does he still likes his bedtime stories?’

‘Yeah, his class’s reading the Gingerbread Man. I’ve got a copy by his bedside. You can crash in my room for the night.’

‘So, you are really doing this, are you?’

‘The money’s good and besides Lynnette’s just a girl. Should be easy, right?’

‘I don’t know. She’s still David’s granddaughter.’

Lucy just voiced Dana’s own misgivings. ‘It’s just some party she wants me to tag along with. I guess she needs me there as an arm candy’, she said but more to comfort herself.

Lucy shrugged her shoulders,’Maybe. Dylan! How're you kiddo?’

‘Ucy’, Dylan’s face lit up. With Lucy there to look after Dylan, Dana went into bathroom for a shower before her date. Lucy was a mother herself but all her kids were into their teens now. Besides Lucy worked for Dave much longer than she had and was like a matron to the newer girls.

*

Dana stepped out from the shower, the warm water trickled down her luxurious skin. She felt a bit jittery as Six approached closer, as if it were her first date. First time with a woman though. She’d kissed other women on stage but that was always for the show and nothing serious. This is kinda like a show too. I just gotta perform and deliver, that’s all. She dried her hair slowly, with still twenty more minutes to Six and if Lyn was anything like Dave, she’d be here on the dot. She chose a sleeveless top and a tight pair of jeans and wore just a little make up, a touch of pink lipstick and a dark eye liner.

A minute past six, her mobile announced a message. It was from Lynnette.

i m here

She grabbed her clutch bag and rushed out. She stopped in the living room to give Dylan good night kiss.  

'Dylan, promise me that you’ll behave. No running away from the food. Ok ,sweetie? And you’ve to be in bed by Eight. Lucy’s gonna read you the Gingerbread Man tonight.'

‘K, mom. Bye.’

'You have a good time girl. Little D's safe with me.'

'Thanks Lucy, bye.' With a hasty hug to Lucy, she went out.

There was a black car by the road. A woman inside beckoned her.

‘Hi, Dana. Hop in.’

‘H..Hi..’, she managed. This is no girl. She’s an Amazon. Lynnette had sleek waist length brunette hair, eye shadow - a smoky black, lips painted red. Her dress was all black and sleek. Looks like leather. The most stunning accessory she wore was a diamond pendant strung in black silk,  resting just above her ample cleavage.   

‘Let’s go.’ Lynnette shifted the gear and drove off.

Dana was used to high speed rash driving but it was always a man who was at the wheel. Lynnette speeding like a demon, demoness, made her clutch the dashboard with one hand and the arm hold just above the window with her other till her knuckles turned white. Lynnette didn't seem to notice Dana’s discomfort at all. At least she keeps her eyes on the road.

***

(to be continued...)