Part 7
The soft but insistent sensation of something warm and comfortable pressing against her body slowly managed to rouse Brianna Wilde from her slumber. Reluctantly opening her eyes, blinking harshly against the bright morning light and cursing the fact that she hadn’t thought to close her drapes the night before, the blue-haired squinted while her vision adjusted. Despite all of that, she could not help but smile as the familiar ceiling of her room came into focus. Despite the fact that weeks, nearly months, had passed since she had first come to live with her mistresses, part of her still could not believe how truly lucky she was. And part of her hoped that she would never lose that feeling. Closing her eyes again and taking a deep breath, Brianna found herself yawning involuntarily as she tried to shake off the last vestiges of sleep and stretch. It was only then that the presence of a weight pinning her left arm to the bed made itself known. Awake now, and frowning slightly, Brianna lifted her head from the pillow to try and see what was going on only for her frown to immediately blossom into a new smile at the sight of Claudia Reed, the slender girl bound and gagged tightly, curled up against her side like a cat seeking warmth. Carefully shifting her weight and lifting herself up, moving slowly to avoid disturbing her companion, she allowed her eyes to roam over the entrancing sight before her as she rolled partially onto her side.
Claudia’s mostly naked form was still strapped up in the straitjacket she’d spent the majority of yesterday trapped within, the black leather pinning her arms snugly while leaving her slight breasts completely exposed, while her legs were cocooned in what seemed like miles of shiny black tape. It was hard to tell given the simple blindfold of black leather covering her eyes, and the matching panel gag rending her utterly silent, but given the tattooed girl’s relaxed posture and way she shifted and squirmed, as if still caught in the throes of a dream, Brianna imagined she was still asleep. Not that she found it surprising, really, as she allowed her eyes to roam down the tattooed girl’s slender form to the chastity belt of polished steel locked around her hips. Remembering well the games they had played under their mistresses’ eager gaze yesterday afternoon, and given how… eagerly she had teased the poor girl before Claudia found herself suddenly locked in chastity it was really no surprise that she hadn’t gotten much sleep. And, given how desperately Claudia had twisted and fought her bondage during the night, moaning helplessly into her gag before finally settling down against Brianna’s own mostly naked body, even what sleep she had managed had clearly been quite restless. Still, the blue-haired girl could not help but smile again. She’d spent many a night in the exact same position herself and, running a free hand down her body to trace the edges of her own chastity belt, imagining more than feeling the pulsing heat of her own aching sex, her smile widened ever so slightly. Despite how vigorously they both might protest at times, no matter how they might beg and plead for mercy, neither of them could deny that they loved it and neither would trade it for anything in the world.
Adjusting her position again to ease some of the strain on her pinned arm, Brianna reached out to gently brush a stray strand of hair out of the bound girl’s face and behind her ear before allowing her fingertips to run through those wild curls, marveling a bit at the silky smooth feel of Claudia’s messy locks. Moaning softly in her sleep at that touch, and arching her back ever so slightly as she strained against the straitjacket, Claudia craned her neck and shifted her position to lean into that touch, practically whimpering into her gag as Brianna withdrew her hand. Amused at that reaction, the blue-haired girl leaned down and pressed a feather soft kiss to her companion’s brow, a familiar sense of warmth growing in her chest at the way that tattooed girl seemed to instantly calm beneath the caress of her lips.
“Sweet dreams.” she murmured, voice barely a whisper.
Claudia squirmed again in response, letting out a long, soft moan, as if reacting to the words in her sleep and the blue-haired girl smiled ever so slightly. As laid back as she seemed it was honestly rare for the tattooed girl to let her guard down so completely and Brianna could not help but be touched by that show of trust. Fighting down the urge to continue playing with the bound girl’s hair, Brianna eventually reached out and gently eased her companion onto her back, careful all the while not to shake the bound girl from her slumber. After what felt like an eternity of work, her left arm was finally free and the blue-haired girl gently pushed herself to the edge of the bed. Sitting up with almost aching slowness, careful all the while not to disturb the mattress, she twisted around to place her feet firmly on the floor, instinctively wriggling her toes into the soft bristles of her rug. Rolling her shoulders to ease sore muscles, Brianna finally pushed herself upright only to freeze in place at the sound of a tiny noise behind her. Glancing back over her shoulder instinctively, worry furrowed the blue-haired girl’s brow as she caught sight of Claudia’s bound form contorted into what looked like a more than slightly uncomfortable position, the girl almost whimpering into her gag as if she was seeking out the warmth she had lost. Still, she did not wake. While a part of her could not help but snicker, once again reminded of just how cat-like Claudia could be at times, Brianna nonetheless turned and leaned over to gently lay a hand on the bound girl’s brow, gently stroking her hair.
“Shh,” she soothed, “it’s okay. Just go back to sleep.”
Once again Claudia instantly seemed to still, her whole body relaxing as she melted into the bed under Brianna’s touch and the soothing sound of her voice. Smiling at the effect she was having, the blue-haired girl planted a kiss onto Claudia’s gag, even though she knew the other girl could not feel it, before straightening up and silently stepped back. Biting her lip and closing her eyes, Brianna reached up as far as she could with both hands to stretch, practically moaning as she felt her spine pop and sore muscles protest. Letting out a sigh, and rubbing feeling back into her arm, she idly walked over to her desk before leaning against its edge with the side of her hip and felt another smile curl her lips as she took in Claudia’s beautifully bound form. The slender girl’s pale skin was practically illuminated in the early morning light, in stark contrast to the black void of her bonds, and it was in that moment that Brianna was once again struck by just how beautiful Claudia was. True, her rail thin frame and extensive tattoos were a tad… unconventional, especially compared to the more classic beauty of their mistresses, but to Brianna’s eyes that only made her more striking. Besides, the blue-haired girl thought with wry amusement, she was hardly typical herself. But, as she allowed herself the pleasure of admiring the tattooed girl’s form rendered so utterly helpless, Brianna decided that Claudia made the transformation from striking to devastatingly sexy. Letting her eyes roam over the other girl, especially admiring the utterly effortless way her fellow submissive wore her bonds, Brianna’s smile softened into something almost wistful. It was a strange thing to think about, but in these quiet moments the blue-haired girl could not help but reflect on how incredibly, unbelievably lucky she was to have such wonderful women in her life, women who had so eagerly allowed and encouraged her to discover herself in all the ways she had never known she’d wanted. As much as she adored her mistresses and loved them with all her heart, Claudia was… well, Claudia was special. The seemingly carefree girl simply understood her in a way that no one else she had ever known truly had. Sofia and Roxanna came close, and had opened the door for her, a fact for which she was eternally grateful, but Claudia had, for lack of a better term, made her feel normal. That all of the hidden desires and secret fantasies that she’d kept locked up tight in her heart were perfectly natural. Brianna honestly wasn’t sure if the other girl realized just how much she appreciated that fact but, in that moment, she vowed to repay that favor in any way that she could.
A giggle bubbled up in her chest and the blue-haired girl had to bite the corner of her lip again to keep quiet. To think, if she had never caught a glimpse of Claudia being bound and ravished by her lovers that night so long ago none of this might have happened. She could not say what twist of fate had brought them together, what turn of fortune had caused her to look out of her window that night or what strange manifestation of power had allowed her to see what she so desperately wanted to see, but whatever the case it was partly thanks to the girl bound up in her bed right now that she’d taken her first shaky steps into a new and frighteningly wonderful world. Yes, the one thing Brianna knew beyond the shadow of a doubt was that she was indeed the luckiest girl in the whole world. Shaking her head after watching Claudia’s bound and sleeping form for what felt like ages, Brianna glanced at her alarm, a bit surprised to see that it was nearly six o’clock. Even a year ago if someone had told her that she was going to become a morning person she’d have laughed in their face. Or at least given them a funny look. She’d always been a deep sleeper, rarely awake a moment earlier than she had to be, and sometimes not even then, but it was funny the way things could change. Sofia’s somewhat grueling exercise regime had certainly played a role, but more than anything Brianna thought that the simple joy of waking up in the tangled embrace of her mistresses, to say nothing of the languid kisses and (when she was lucky) ardent love-making that often followed, had taught her to love mornings and eagerly look forward to them. A smirk unconsciously curled her lips. Yes, it really was funny the way things could change but she certainly had no complaints.
Still smiling to herself, Brianna finally levered herself away from the desk and crossed the room as softly as she could. Carefully navigating around the bed and crossing over the rug to the door frame, she paused for a moment, hand on the doorknob, and spared one last glance back to the bed and Claudia’s peacefully sleeping form. Licking her lips, she allowed herself one final moment to admire the bound girl’s firm ass and the tattoo of intersecting lines that ran down her spine, a tattoo that she rarely got the chance to see. It was, as always, an enticing sight and Brianna had to fight down the urge to stalk right back to the bed and spoon that helpless form in her arms. She very nearly gave into temptation. Visions of peppering Claudia’s face with kisses and teasing that soft, pale skin with her fingers until the poor girl awoke in a squirming, moaning mess before finally ripping off her gag and claiming those thin lips as her own dancing in her mind’s eye. Nearly moaning, knees weak as she felt a new heat build in her belly, the blue-haired girl reluctantly tore her gaze away from that alluring sight and forced herself to open the door. Wincing at the creak of the hinges, quiet in truth but sounding like an explosion in the still morning air, Brianna crossed the threshold and moved down the hall as quietly as she could. The hardwood floor was pleasantly cool beneath her bare feet, a welcome distraction, and it did not take long to reach the master bedroom. Noting that her mistresses’ door was open, she practically crept up to the frame on her tiptoes, idly allowing her fingers to brush against the ornately carved and beautifully finished wood before leaning around the edge. The room beyond was dark, heavy curtains over its windows nearly closed and allowing only the tiniest sliver of light through, but even so it did not take more than a moment for her eyes to adjust and a new smile curled Brianna’s lips.
Both of her mistresses were fast asleep, laying in a pile of tangled limbs on their bed with the blanket mostly pooled on the floor and the sheets rumbled to the point where both of their naked bodies were clearly visible. Roxanna lay partly on her side, back arched as if she was laying on something and one arm casually thrown up over her pillow to leave her breasts on display, almost as if the woman was deliberately posing for some unseen audience. Sofia, by contrast, was harder to spot, nearly hidden in fact. Laying on her stomach behind her lover’s prone form, her body was shielded from view, visible only by the woman’s messy blonde mane, like some sort of strange mound as she rested her head on the pillow, and the arm casually thrown over Roxanna’s body in a careless embrace. In fact Sofia’s tanned skin seemed almost shockingly pale in the darkness, especially where her fingers trailed down to caress the olive skin of her lover’s smooth stomach. Although almost certainly unintentional, there was something about this casual display of intimacy, of the sight of the two older women entwined with each other that made Brianna’s smile soften. It was funny but when she was younger, admiring the pair from afar, they had seemed so untouchable, more like goddesses than real, living people in her mind. But now? Now that she had lived with them, laughed and cried with them, shuddered beneath their touch and felt the warmth of their embrace she could not help but shake her head at her younger self. Her mistresses might not be ordinary (but what was ordinary anyway?) but having seen Sofia lost and unsure of what to do, having held Roxanna as she cried, and having felt just how earnestly they loved that she felt like such an utter fool for putting them on a pedestal once upon a time. It felt… unfair somehow and, it was in moments like this, in casual displays of just how ordinary the two older women actually were, that Brianna liked to remind herself of that fact.
Lowered her head ever so slightly in silent acknowledgment Brianna stepped into the room, allowing her hand to idly drop to her side as she slowly walked over to the bed, the sound of her footsteps absorbed into the plush red carpeting. In the space of half a dozen steps she was standing at her mistresses’ sides, a faint blush on her cheeks as hazel eyes roamed over the disheveled state of the two women. Brianna was certainly no stranger to her mistresses’ bodies, but rarely did she get such a clear view. Indeed, most mornings saw her tangled up with them and often bound and gagged at that. And, while she very much ached to be there with them, the ghostly memories of their skilled hands and warm skin on her own like a phantom touch, she could appreciate opportunities like this. The chance to simply admire them, to take in the elegant curves of Roxanna’s exquisitely graceful body, particularly the curve of her hips and the swell of perfect breasts, or to gaze upon the toned lines of Sofia’s athletic frame and follow the arch of her strong back down to that marvelous ass. Indeed, lost in the mesmerizing sight before her, Brianna almost forgot the reason she had come here. A blush painted across her cheeks, the blue-haired girl carefully sank to her knees by the bedside, head down and hands clasped behind her back submissively. While it was rare, on those nights when she did sleep alone and unbound Brianna had been given a very specific set of instructions. To kneel down, obedient and ready to serve, and wait for them to wake. Blush deepening, the blue-haired girl felt a new rush of excitement race through her body as she settled into place, mind wandering. She doubted it was an accident that the master bedroom door had been left open the previous night as sound had a tendency to echo through the spacious hallways. Indeed, thinking back on it Brianna could well remember the cries of passion and shrieks of pleasure that had reverberated in the darkness, each gasp and moan caressing her ears as frustrated want pulsed in her aching sex, imprisoned beneath the inescapable grasp of her chastity belt. She’d been able to do nothing, nothing but clutch Claudia’s squirming form to her chest as her body ached in sympathy, begging for the pleasure it had so long been denied, every muffled cry and sharply drawn breath making her long to feel their touch once more. Unbidden, a moan escaped her throat and Brianna had to close her eyes while her pussy clenched at the memory.
Lost in her own arousal she did not notice movement above her until a hand reached down to gently lift her chin and force to look up. Gasping at the sudden contact, the blue-haired girl opened her eyes to find herself looking into Roxanna’s own deep brown gaze, a soft smile curling the other woman’s lips. Unable to stop herself, Brianna asked, “Mistress?”
“Good morning, korítsi.” the olive-skinned woman greeted as she rolled fully onto her side, shifting her hand to cup the kneeling girl’s face, “Sleep well?”
Shivering at the feel of those slender, delicate fingers caressing her face, Brianna swallowed and had to bite the edge of her lip to stifle a moan, “Yes, mistress.”
Propping herself up ever so slightly with her free arm, and shaking her head to flip her long, messy hair out of the way, Roxanna’s smile turned teasing, “Is that so? Strange, you look rather… frustrated.”
Blush returning, Brianna opened her mouth to respond but before she could even find the words Roxanna’s smirked, almost triumphantly, and bent down to capture her lips in a kiss. For a moment Brianna was too stunned to respond, but as she felt a tongue snake its way into her mouth the blue-haired girl relaxed, moaning deep in her throat as she allowed her eyes to slide closed once more. For another heartbeat or two she just knelt there, perfectly still with hands clasped firmly behind her back as she reveled in the sensations, almost whimpering in delight as Roxanna slowly and methodically explored her mouth as she probed deeper. It was only then that she began to respond, slowly, almost tentatively, twining her own tongue with that of her mistress and pressing back. Lost in the sensation, and reveling against the feeling of Roxanna’s soft lip against her own, Brianna simply lost herself in the delicate dance as they kissed and kissed and kissed. It felt like hours, but even if it had been days it would not have been enough and the blue-haired girl could not help but whimper ever so softly in disappointment when her mistress finally pulled back. Craning her neck to try and find those lips once more, but held in place by the hand resting on her cheek, Brianna fought the urge to pout as she opened her eyes again.
Smiling down softly at the kneeling girl, Roxanna gently caressed her face, “Feeling better now, korítsi?”
Gingerly returning that smile with slightly swollen lips, Brianna nodded as best she could, “Yes, mistress?”
“What, no kiss for me?” a new voice suddenly called out.
Caught by surprise, Brianna looked up to see that Sofia had apparently awakened as well. Sitting up in bed and leaning slightly over Roxanna’s supine form, an almost vulpine grin on her face, the woman’s posture left her full breasts clearly on display while her long blonde hair fell in tangled waves from the enthusiasm of the hands that had raked through it the night before. Drinking in the display, Brianna’s blush darkened ever so slightly as her gaze was drawn, again and again, to the woman’s bare breasts and Sofia’s grin morphed into a smirk in response. Even so, Sofia said nothing and instead merely reached down, offering her hand to the kneeling girl. Understanding well enough her mistress’s intentions, Brianna took that hand without hesitation, relishing the feel of strong, calloused fingers gripping her own snugly. Uncoiling her legs with a wince, and with a bit of help from Sofia, the blue-haired girl climbed up onto the bed and stumbled over Roxanna’s legs, the olive-skinned woman watching in silent amusement. Sinking into the familiar softness of the mattress, Brianna looked up to meet Sofia’s eyes as the woman let go of her hand and gently brushed a fingertip across her cheekbone to push a stray strand of blue hair back. Before she could even think of reacting to that, however, the woman’s arms were around her waist and Brianna’s felt herself pulled against that tanned and toned body in a fiercely tight embrace. Not giving her the slightest moment to recover, the blonde’s lips were on her in an instant and she moaned in delight as her mistress claimed her.
There was little gentleness in the kiss, but the blue-haired girl did not mind. Passion had always been Sofia’s way and it was that passion that had always drawn Brianna to her. As she reveled in the sheer intensity of the taller woman’s touch, shivering at the way strong hands gripped her waist and caressed the curve of her spine, the blue-haired girl threw her arms around Sofia form desperately, trying to hold herself upright as the blonde’s tongue plunged deep into her mouth and her knees went weak. Tracing the lines of the athletic woman's back, fingering gliding across smooth, tanned skin before finally resting on strong shoulders, Brianna offered no resistance when Sofia slowly leaned to the side and began to sink back down onto the bed, pulling the smaller girl down with her. Tightening her grip to steady herself, Brianna grinned, practically laughing into the kiss as her head hit the pillow, blue and blonde hair mingling together as Sofia continued to claim her, never once breaking their kiss. In the midst of that riot of sensations Brianna suddenly moaned deep in her throat when she felt Roxanna’s breasts press against her back as the olive-skinned woman practically molded their bodies together. Sandwiched between her lovers Brianna was truly lost now, her entire world reduced to nothing but the overwhelming thrill of so much wondrously warm and soft skin gliding against her own while skilled hands traced the lines of her body and Sofia’s insistent tongue ravished her mouth while Roxanna peppered her neck and shoulders with kisses. Returning their passion as best she could, writhing between the bodies holding her tight and the throbbing in her loins growing almost unbearable beneath her chastity belt she decided, then and there, that she could very comfortably spend the rest of her life like this.
Still, all good things must come to an end eventually and after what felt like far too short a time Sofia ceased her ministrations and shifted back slightly, though her hands remained firmly planted on the blue-haired girl’s hips. Almost whimpering at the loss of contact, though still distracted by the way Roxanna’s clever fingers continued to explore her body while the woman teased the sensitive skin of her neck, Brianna took a shuddering breath and had to bite the corner of her lip to try and regain some self control.
“Please.” she whispered, voice soft and strained, “Please, mistress!”
Voice amused, but gentle, Sofia reached out and brushed a wayward strand of hair out of her face, “Please what, devushka?”
Brianna whet her lips, shivering a little at the casual brush of the blonde’s fingers and voice, harsh from desire, “Please let me cum, mistress! I need to cum so bad!”
Moving slightly closer, an almost cruel grin on her face, Sofia practically whispered, “Do you ache for us? Do you long for our touch?”
Brianna nodded as best she could, “Yes, mistress.”
“Do you burn for us?” the blonde continued, shifting to press their breasts together and draw the younger girl’s hips close.
Whimpering again at the feel of Sofia’s firm body and soft breasts, a sound that only amplified when Roxanna’s tongue began to trace the curl of her ear, Brianna clenched her eyes shut, “Yes, mistress. Please, mistress!”
Rather than answer, Sofia pressed a soft kiss to the blue-haired girl’s lips to silence her, nipping at her lower lip playfully as she did, while Roxanna whispered into her ear, “Now, now korítsi. It would be rude to go further without our guest, don’t you think?”
Shivering, both at the way the olive-skinned woman’s voice caressed her ear as well as the feeling of the woman’s hand sliding down her thigh, Brianna moaned again but swallowed and managed a reply, “I… Yes, mistress.”
With a smile Roxanna pressed one last kiss behind her ear, “Good girl.”
Despite her agreement Brianna still found herself immensely reluctant to leave the warm and comfortable nest she had burrowed into and, as if sharing her sentiment, her mistresses were slow to relinquish their grip on her. Even so, eventually the blue-haired girl knew she could delay no longer and began to awkwardly sit up. Half sliding and half crawling down the mattress, she shakily climbed to her feet. Blushing at the way her mistresses were openly admiring her nearly naked form as they laid languidly upon the bed, though making no moves to cover herself, Brianna smiled at the older women before slowly moving back out into the hall. Freed now from the need to move quietly she walked back down to her room as quickly as she could and ducked in through the open door. By now the sun had begun to peek over the horizon and shafts of light pierced the gauzy curtains over the window to cast the room in shades of gold and glint off the shiny black surface of Claudia’s rather extensive bonds. Still caught in the midst of a restless dream, tiny noises escaping the heavy gag strapped over her mouth as she squirmed unconsciously in her sleep, Brianna never took her eyes off the slender girl as she rounded the bed to retrieve a pair of scissors from her desk. Sparing one final moment to admire her fellow slave, still so beautiful in her helplessness, the blue-haired girl felt a smile curl her lips as she climbed back onto her bed to straddle Claudia’s lithe frame. Looming over the girl on all fours Brianna bit her lip, hesitating for the briefest moment before carefully loosening the other girl’s blindfold and gently removing it from her face.
Light as her slumber was, that was enough to wake the girl and Claudia slowly, almost reluctantly opened her eyes, groggy and disoriented as she squinted against the light and looked up at Brianna’s face, “Nhh?”
Smiling as she took in those beautiful brown eyes, Brianna set the blindfold aside and leaned back ever so slightly, “Morning, sleepy head.”
Blinking once or twice in response, Claudia let out a quiet groan, a look of relief washing over her face as she rolled her shoulders within the straitjacket binding them and arched her back to stretch her entire body.
Suppressing a chuckle, Brianna’s grin widened as she reached down to unbuckle the other girl’s gag, “Here, let me help you with that.”
Tilting her head back to grant better access, Claudia sighed in relief as the leather panel, and the thick dildo attached to the interior, was pulled from her mouth. Working her jaw for a moment to chase away the stiffness, Claudia suddenly grinned and parted her thin lips to say something but Brianna pounced before she had a chance, slamming their mouths together and silencing the slender girl with a kiss. Clearly caught by surprise, Claudia nonetheless quickly melted into the kiss, closing her eyes again and returning it with all the enthusiasm she could muster. Still, even as tongues danced and the kiss deepened it was not particularly intense, lacking the playful struggle for dominance that usually prevailed when the two girls were together. In truth, in her current state Brianna was far too worked up and feeling far too submissive after having been so thoroughly ravished by her mistresses to play such games. Instead she just wanted to enjoy this moment, to delight in the slightly smaller girl’s soft lips and pierced tongue, to simply kiss her girlfriend. Whether she understood the silent sentiment being relayed, or was simply still too groggy to notice, Claudia indulged her, kissing back softly but insistently, twining their tongues together and eagerly exploring her companion’s mouth, clearly enjoying the experience if the noises she was making were any indication.
A few short, blissful moments later Brianna finally pulled away, breaking the kiss with a quiet but still audible pop and smiling as she ran one of her hands through Claudia’s messy brown hair. For her part the prone girl just grinned back, biting her lip and moaning in delight as she craned her neck and pressed against the hand teasing her scalp before answering, “Good morning to you too.”
Still stroking the girl’s hair, Brianna smiled back, “Sleep well?”
“Not bad.” Claudia offered with a shrug, though faint circles beneath eyes that were perhaps a touch bloodshot seemed to give lie to the statement. Her smile suddenly morphed into a smirk as she wiggled her hips, “I’d feel a lot better, though, if you took this belt off and gave me a proper good morning.”
Dropping her hand down to stroke the girl’s face, Brianna just shook her head slightly, “You know I can’t do that. Would you settle for another kiss?”
Claudia pretended to consider that for a moment, “I don’t know, maybe if you brush your teeth first.”
For a split second Brianna was stunned, blinking in surprise and certain that she must have misheard, but the amusement dancing in Claudia’s eyes, to say nothing of the way she started giggling at the bewildered expression on Brianna’s face, gave lie to that fact. Well, two could play at that game. Scowling, the blue-haired girl pulled her hand back from Claudia’s face and unceremoniously shoved the gag back into her mouth. Clearly caught off guard, the bound girl started, practically squawking in surprise and shaking her head back and forth as she squirmed beneath Brianna’s weight, playfully resisting as her mouth was stuffed and the gag buckled back down tightly.
“Brat.” Brianna grumbled, yet at the same time unable to keep a tiny smile from the corners of her lips, or a fondly amused tone from her voice, “Our mistresses requested our presence. Behave yourself and maybe you’ll get your wish.”
Claudia let out a groan then went limp, allowing her head to fall back on the pillow but made no further protest as Brianna climbed off of her. Without further comment, the blue-haired girl finally picked up her scissors again and carefully began to cut away the tape binding Claudia’s legs. It took a surprisingly long time, given how many layers of tape had been used and how snugly it had been wrapped, but Brianna eventually managed to peel away the rubber sheath to expose Claudia’s smooth skin. As soon as she was free, the slender girl arched her back and curled her toes, stretching her legs with a grateful moan. Admiring the taut lines of the other girl’s body as she was wadding up the mass of black electrical tape into a ball, Brianna noted something that had escaped her until now, a mark on the top of Claudia’s left foot that extended past her ankle and just slightly onto her shin. It resembled a star or flower made by a spirograph, an intricate shape of thin black lines tattooed into pale skin.
Entranced, Brianna reached out to trace the mark, making Claudia flinch then giggle at the unexpected contact before lifting her head to see what was going on. Glancing back at the bound girl, Brianna smiled, “New tattoo?”
From her position on the bed Claudia nodded as best she could and tried to answer around the gag, “Mmn hmm.”
“Zoe’s work?” Brianna asked, brushing her fingers against the mark again.
Shivering at the feel of the blue-haired girl’s fingers gliding over the sensitive skin of her foot, Claudia moaned softly, “Mmph.”
Smiling at that reaction, Brianna leaned down to give the bound girl a kiss on the tip of the nose, “It’s beautiful.”
Blushing faintly, Claudia looked down, “Phhnnhs.”
“You’re very welcome.” Brianna returned before carefully climbing off the bed and gently taking Claudia by the shoulders to help her sit up, “Ready?”
Nodding again, Claudia twisted around to place her feet on the floor. Snaking her arm around the slightly smaller girl’s waist, Brianna helped her to stand on legs still shaky from being bound for so long. With slow and careful steps, the pair began to make their way out of the room and by the time they were halfway down the hall Claudia had mostly managed to regain her balance, though she continued to happily snuggle into Brianna’s embrace as she was led to the master bedroom. By the time they walked through the still open door things had picked up a little. The curtains were still closed but the lamp on the nightstand had been turned on to banish the darkness. Sofia was standing at the dresser, her back turned to the door granting a beautiful view of her strong back and shapely ass, while Roxanna was sitting up in bed brushing tangles from her hair. As if by magic, and perhaps it was, the olive-skinned woman glanced over to the door as soon as the pair entered and offered a soft smile.
“Ah, korítsi. I see you are back.” she paused only long enough to set the brush aside, “And you brought our guest. How wonderful.”
Smiling slightly, Brianna bowed her head, “Thank you, mistress.”
Turing at the sound of their voices, Sofia grinned broadly at the two girls standing in the doorway before slowly stalking toward the pair with all the sinuous grace she possessed, “Wonderful indeed, devushka.” she offered, pausing long enough to gently lift Claudia’s chin and look her in the eyes, “And might I say, kotenok, you look absolutely ravishing this morning.”
Blushing faintly, Claudia answered as best she could with her very full mouth, “Phhnnh mnn, mnphphrmphph.”
Kissing the slender, tattooed girl on the forehead, Sofia’s grin softened for a moment before she shifted her gaze to Brianna, “Thank you for fetching her, devushka. Now, come along. I am certain you have been looking forward to this as much as we have, no?”
Feeling a trill of excitement race up her spine Brianna nodded, trying her best to keep her voice steady and likely failing, “Yes, mistress!”
Thankfully for her, Sofia was kind enough not to comment. Instead she took both girls by their collars and gently led them over to the bed. As she did, Roxanna twisted herself around to sit on the edge of the mattress, a tiny wince betraying the protest of her injured hip as she set her feet on the floor. Despite that, she smiled warmly and reached out to take Claudia by the waistband of her chastity belt and guided the girl to kneel down on the floor in front of her. Spreading her knees in silent invitation, the olive-skinned woman spent a moment gently stroking the tattooed girl’s hair before finally removing her gag for a second time and setting it aside on the nightstand. Watching that scene with half an eye, Brianna bit her lip but said nothing as Sofia led her around the bed and motioned for her to climb onto it. Nodding in silent acknowledgement, the blue-haired girl did as she was told and crawled up onto the mattress but just as she was turning to sit down the blonde’s voice stopped her.
“On your stomach, devushka.”
Although caught by surprise by the sudden order, Brianna glanced back at Sofia and nodded obediently, “Yes, mistress.”
Twisted back around again, she slowly placed her hands on the bed and drew her knees up under herself to rest on all fours. Suddenly deciding to put on a bit of a show, the blue-haired girl grinned and slowly eased herself down until her cheek was resting on the pillow. Raising her ass high into the air at the same time while arching her back and stretching out like a cat, Brianna rocked her hips side to side as she slowly slid down onto the mattress. Unable to keep a triumphant grin from her face at the look of undisguised lust that Sofia was giving her, the blue-haired girl clasping her hands behind her back submissively, bit the corner of her lip and offered an intentionally coy look as she asked, “Like this, mistress?”
Sofia opted not to answer with words. Rather, she pounced on the prone girl, weaving a hand into her long blue hair and practically crushing their lips together with almost bruising force. Unable to help herself, Brianna closed her eyes and moaned deep in her throat as she felt her mistress’s tongue plunge into her mouth. It wasn’t a kiss, more like a brand, a claim, an unmistakable mark of ownership and the blue-haired girl could do nothing but yield to the older woman’s passion, eagerly and helplessly submitting, her shuddering moans an open invitation for Sofia to take as much as she wanted. An invitation that the blonde did not hesitate to accept. When the kiss finally broke, leaving her lips swollen and throbbing in its wake, Brianna let out a tiny groan of disappointment, lifting her head ever so slightly, lips parted as if begging for more, only to gasp in surprise as a pair of handcuffs suddenly locked around her wrists. Still a bit dazed from the sheer ardor of that kiss, she barely had time to register that her hands had been bound before her legs were drawn up and a second set of cuffs was locked around her ankles, trapping her in a loose but inescapable hogtie. Brianna had the wherewithal to look up, the question she wanted to clearly ask visible in her hazel eyes as she tested the restraints, but Sofia did not deign to answer. Rather she climbed up onto the bed herself, resting her back against the headboard and spreading her legs before drawing the blue-haired girl’s head between her strong thighs in one smooth motion.
Voice thick with lust, Sofia offered a tiny smirk even as she wove her hands into Brianna’s hair and drew her closer, “I would like a kiss now, devushka.”
Unconsciously glancing at the blonde’s shaved sex, Brianna took a deep breath through her nose and it took everything she had not to moan as the heady scent of arousal seemed to fill her lungs. In that moment it felt as if every bit of caged heat in her loins, weeks of helpless arousal locked beneath her chastity belt, struck all at once. As if possessed, the blue-haired girl captured Sofia’s nether lips in a fierce kiss, plunging her tongue into the silken heat of the other woman’s body and probing as deeply as she could. Sofia seemed to shudder under the assault, a cry of pleasure escaping her throat as she threw her head back and clamped her thighs tightly around Brianna’s head, locking her in place. Reveling in the feeling of fingers pulling on her hair and the way the blonde’s pussy tightened around her tongue Brianna redoubled her assault, probing Sofia’s inner walls in all the ways she knew the woman loved, her deep, almost animalistic groans sending a shiver down the blue-haired girl’s spine. Teasing the woman for just a few heartbeats more, until she was practically panting from sheer want, Brianna suddenly switched gears, withdrawing her tongue and clamping her lips around her mistress’s hard and eager clit, licking and sucking for all she was worth. Sofia practically howled under the storm of pleasure assailing her most delicate flesh, her entire body almost doubling over as she crushed Brianna’s mouth against her, muttering incomprehensibly between gasping breaths.
The sounds were familiar, but music to her ears at the same time and if Brianna’s lips hadn’t been so thoroughly occupied she would have smirked. Sometimes she wondered if it was strange just how much she enjoyed pleasuring her lovers, just how much satisfaction she got from making them scream with her mouth and how much it turned her on, but the blue-haired girl rarely lingered on such thoughts. Just another thing she had discovered about herself under the tender care of her mistresses and honestly something she was quite proud of. Knowing that as easily as Sofia or Roxanna or even Claudia could reduce her to a submissive puddle she could just as easily reduce them to a state of pure lascivious want. Still, as much as she enjoyed eating pussy and testing Sofia’s impressive endurance, seeing just how high she could push the blonde’s pleasure threshold, Brianna decided that it was about time to end things. After all, her technique had improved greatly through long hours of practice and by now she knew exactly what each of her lovers liked. However, just as she was about to move in for the kill a weight landed on her back, the suddenness driving the wind from her lungs and shattering her concentration. Letting out a cry of surprise, and breaking contract with Sofia’s body, the blue-haired girl quickly glanced over her shoulder to see what was happening, only to freeze in surprise at the sight that greeted her.
Lost in pleasure, Roxanna had fallen backwards until she was left sprawled sideways across the bed and draped over Brianna’s prone body, eyes closed and head thrown back with an expression of pure bliss on her face. Hands woven into Claudia’s messy hair in a practically white knuckle grip, the olive-skinned woman held the tattooed girl’s head firmly between her scarred thighs, her back arched sharply to press her shoulders against Brianna’s side while her long, mahogany hair tickled the girl’s skin with every twitch and shudder of pleasure. Biting her lip sharply as she moaned, adrift in the moment and barely aware of the rest of the world, skin practically glowing in the half light under a thin sheen of sweat as her entire body quivered on the edge of an orgasm, Roxanna cut an incongruous and yet incredibly arousing figure. Unable to help herself even if she had wanted to, Brianna’s eyes were fixed on the older woman, a smile curling her lips as she drank in the sight of her normally so elegant and composed mistress as she came undone beneath Claudia’s ministrations. In contrast Sofia was clearly less amused by the interruption, an almost animalistic growl escaping the blonde’s throat as she straightened up against the headboard and thrust her hips forward to press her wet and aching sex against Brianna’s mouth again.
“Opyat!” the woman practically snarled, voice low and sharp and thick with want, barely more than a whisper and yet feeling like a shout at the time, “Again!”
Although gasping at the sudden rough handling, muffled though it was by her mistress’s flesh, Brianna also could not help but moan as a new flush of heat washed over her body and settled between her legs. She had never heard Sofia’s voice sound so raw, so commanding, so utterly desperate before and damned if it didn’t turn her on. A short but insistent tug on her hair cut those ruminations short and Brianna closed her eyes obediently before beginning her assault anew, swirling her tongue around Sofia’s clit before gently kneading the delicate nub with her lips, guided all the while by the deep and desperate moans she elicited with each lap. Letting out a breath halfway between a whine and a sigh Sofia practically slumped against the wall and closed her eyes, muttering something that sounded like thanks though Brianna could not understand it. Thankfully, as worked up as the blonde was, it did not take more than a moment to finally push her to the edge and Sofia threw her head back so hard she actually hit the wall with an audible sound. Not that the woman seemed to notice as her hips actually jerked from the sheer force of her orgasm and she howled in delight as she came. Despite that her grip did not loosen in the slightest, a silent command for more that Brianna could not help but marvel at even as she grinned and thrust her tongue into Sofia’s quaking flesh. Thanks to both the woman’s multi-orgasmic nature, to say nothing of how hard she tended to cum, it was impossible to say just how much it took to finally douse the fires of her libido, all Brianna knew was that her tongue was quite sore by the time Sofia finally sank back down onto the bed in a satisfied puddle and tore her mouth away.
Panting heavily, even as Roxanna was still rapturously shrieking in the background, Sofia managed to open her eyes and smile gently at the blue-haired girl, her voice low and rough and thick with satisfaction, “Thank you, devushka. You are… you are wonderful.”
In lieu of an answer Brianna just offered a grin before craning her neck to place a feather soft kiss on the sensitive skin just above her mistress’s shaven sex, eliciting a quite moan that made her smile. Shifting in her loose but inescapable hogtie, the blue-haired girl twisted her body just enough to lay her head on one of Sofia’s muscular thigh and let out a sign of contentment as strong fingers began to stroke her hair. At some point, as Sofia lay basking in the afterglow and Brianna practically purred like a cat beneath her ministrations, Roxanna finally reached the edge of her own endurance and collapsed in a panting heap, eyes closed and hair askew while her olive skin practically glistening with sweat. With the last of her strength, the scarred woman lifted herself up from where she was still sprawled across Brianna’s body and managed to throw herself down onto the bed, missing the pillow by a wide margin but clearly not caring as she continued to breath heavily. Unprompted, but grinning widely, Claudia rose from her position kneeling on the floor and climbed up onto the bed as well before positioning herself to curl up against Roxanna’s side.
Smiling softly, eyes still closed, the olive-skinned woman wrapped an arm around the slender girl in a loose embrace before wetting her lips and swallowing hard to try and find her voice, “My… my apologies, korítsi.”
“It’s fine, mistress.” Brianna assured, unable to keep a smile from her face and winking at Claudia, who bit her lip to keep from chuckling, “Besides, I like it when you touch me.”
Laughing softly under her breath at that, Sofia glanced to the side as she wove her fingers more thoroughly into the prone girl’s long hair, “She has you there, <em<dorogoy.”
Slowly opening her eyes again, Roxanna's smile widened ever so slightly as she reached up with her free hand to caress the blonde’s jaw before letting it rest on Brianna’s shoulder, “So it would seem, stríngla. So it would seem.”
Brianna just grinned and the four of them sank back into a comfortable silence, nothing but the sound of Roxanna and Sofia’s breathing, growing ever steadier by the moment, and the occasional protesting bed spring filling the air. After a time, it was hard to say how much, the blue-haired girl almost felt herself lulled back to sleep by the gentle strokes of the hand carding through her hair and massaging her scalp, despite the sharp need that still throbbed beneath her own chastity belt. However, eventually Roxanna recovered enough to force herself to sit up and guided Claudia to follow her, almost pulling the slender girl into her lap before slowly unfastening the straps of her straitjacket. Once she was freed, and stretching gratefully to work the knots out of her shoulders, Roxanna embraced the tattooed girl from behind and gave her a soft, but meaningful kiss on the lips before the pair finally climbed off the bed. The olive-skinned woman spared a moment to stretch herself, groaning in relief as her spine popped before glancing back over her shoulder with a smile. Eyes unashamedly roaming over the woman’s shapely form and elegant curves, Brianna smiled back and assumed she was about to be released as well but, to her surprise, Sofia just gave her a pat on the head before disentangling herself and climbing to her own feet, leaving the blue-haired girl alone on the bed, helplessly hogtied.
Frowning in confusion as the blonde moved to join the others without even looking back, Brianna dared to ask, “Mistress?”
Placing a hand on her hip and twisting just enough to place her naked body on perfect display, Sofia graced her with a lascivious smile, deep blue eyes dancing with mischief, “Ah, I had almost forgotten, devushka.”
With that the blonde leaned in close and whispered something in Claudia’s ear. Whatever it was, the tattooed girl’s eyes lit up and a smile curled her own lip as she nodded, “Of course mistress, it would be my pleasure.”
Still wondering what was going on, Brianna had no time to react as Claudia practically jumped onto the bed and shoved the gag she had been wearing less than an hour earlier between the blue-haired girl’s parted lips. Crying out in protest, only to quickly be muffled as the attached dildo filled her mouth and practically slid down her throat, Brianna pulled against the cuffs binding her helplessly and shook her head side to side as Claudia strapped the leather panel down tightly. Once her work was finished the tattooed girl leaned in close and winked before giving her a kiss on the cheek, lips drifting close to the blue-haired girl’s ear, voice little more than a breathy whisper.
“I warned you.”
With that still hanging in the air Brianna groaned, even if the flush on her face betrayed her excitement, and began to struggle again even as Claudia sprang to her feet and joined their mistresses once again. Without a word, and ignoring the blue-haired girl’s protests, Sofia wrapped an arm around Claudia’s waist while Roxanna practically leaned against her side as the trio slowly began to make their way from the room. Eyes wide, the bound girl rolled onto her side and called out as best she could, “Pmmnphm! Mnphphrmphph pmmnphm!” But it was to no avail. As if they had not heard her, her lovers disappeared into the hallway, their footsteps receding into the distance and Brianna could do nothing but let her head drop back onto the mattress and let out a muffled curse, “Fnch.”
Of course, it was not that Brianna truly objected to being left bound and helpless like this. In fact some of her fondest memories were of being tied up in this bed, anticipation growing within her heart as her imagination ran wild, that anticipation almost as thrilling as the bondage itself as she wondered what her mistresses had planned. And it could never be said that being gagged didn’t turn her on. Especially gags like this that always felt so deliciously humiliating to wear. And yet, for all of that, Brianna could not help but feel a small thread of apprehension as well. Part of it was just a touch of disappointment that she hadn’t been granted an orgasm of her own after weeks of being locked away. Not that she minded her chastity belt either, in fact she had come to relish it, but if part of the fun of being denied was that marvelous feeling of being on edge, the rest of it were the rewards that followed and the sheer… intensity of said rewards. Oh to be sure she had spent far longer in chastity before, months on end when she had been at school last year, but never before had she been locked away while also enjoying the daily attention of her mistresses. Part of her loved the way it made her feel; the sharp control of her body, the intensity of being bound while so desperately horny to say nothing of the vicarious pleasure of satisfying her mistresses while being denied the release she so craved. But, at the same time, she also longed for relief from the insistent heat throbbing within her body.
And then there was Claudia’s warning. As she rolled back onto her stomach with some difficulty, Brianna pondered that. What in the world could the other girl be talking about? Was she privy to something that their mistresses were planning? Brianna felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine as she considered the possibilities and could not help but squirm in her bonds again. If whatever was ahead was so intense that Claudia felt the need to give her a warning, vague though it was, then… Well, the blue-haired girl could not help but moan, barely able to imagine what sort of new game awaited.
Rocking her hips side to side, moaning again at the feeling of the belt’s smooth metal rubbing against her in a way that felt so good even if she knew it would never be enough to push her over the edge, Brianna was so lost in those fantasies that she didn’t notice someone re-enter the room until a knock on the door frame caught her attention. Caught almost totally by surprise, Brianna practically jumped in her bonds before looking sharply to her right to see Claudia leaning against the door frame with a smile of undisguised amusement on her face. Beyond the unashamed way the slender girl’s eyes roamed over her prone body, a fact which brought a tiny blush to the blue-haired girl’s face, the main thing that Brianna noticed was that Claudia was completely naked save for the collar around her throat. Her chastity belt had been removed and, save for some faint pink lines circling her waist and running between her legs where it had pressed unto her skin during the night there was no trace that it had ever been there. Her own hazel eyes drawn down to the white flowers tattooed onto the other girl’s pelvis, now clearly visible with the belt’s removal along with her cleanly shaved sex, Brianna raised a brow questioningly. Claudia just shook her head in reply, however and pushed away from the wall. Circling the bed slowly and sitting down on the mattress right next to the blue-haired girl, only then did she open her hand to reveal a small key. Interest immediately piqued, Brianna looked up hopefully only for Claudia to grin down at her and run a finger along her side and up her leg. Shivering at the touch, and fighting down a moan, the blue-haired girl suddenly felt the shackle around her left ankle open with a loud click. Before she had a chance to even think about moving Claudia grabbed her leg to hold it in place and began to untangle the shackles from her handcuffs before locking the cuff in place again. Freed from her hogtie, but still bound hand and foot, Brianna could only offer a confused look as her tattooed companion slowly rolled her over. Wincing a little when the weight of her body pressed the edges of the handcuffs into her back, she offered no resistance as she was carefully guided up into a sitting position and then out of the bed and onto her feet.
With a satisfied grin, Claudia looped a finger through the ring in the base of the blue-haired girl’s collar and leaned in close to plant a playful kiss on the tip of her nose, “Alright then, time to get you cleaned up.”
Blushing again at the proximity of Claudia’s form, feeling the heat of the other girl’s body on her skin, Brianna just nodded even if she couldn’t help but squirm a little under the attention. With another smile, and a peck on the cheek to go with it, the slightly smaller girl began to walk out of the room with her bound companion hobbling along behind as best she could. As they made the familiar trek down the stairs, the chain binding her ankles forcing her to make short, wincing steps all the while, Brianna was not surprised to be taken to the familiar confines of the master bathroom, a faint warmth in the air and a trace of fog on the mirrors betraying its recent use. What did surprise her, however, was the way Claudia walked up to the shower without even a pause and practically shoved her inside. Stumbling against the smooth tile wall to catch her balance Brianna shrieked into her gag when, all of a sudden, the shower turned on full blast, spraying her body with an icy burst of cold water. Thankfully it warmed quickly but before she could fully recover from that shock Claudia stepped in after her, pressing herself against the blue-haired girl’s body and pinning her in place against the wall. Still shivering a bit from the earlier chill, Brianna practically held her breath, almost mesmerized by the grin still plastered on Claudia’s face as well as the glint of… something in her eyes. Running a hand down the bound girl’s side, eliciting a tiny shudder, she paused only long enough to brush a few strands of damp blue hair out of her eyes before leaning in and planting a kiss on her neck, just above the collar, teasing sensitive skin with her teeth before sucking harshly to leave a mark.
Throwing her head back as best she could to grant better access, Brianna moaned deep in her throat under the tattooed girl’s ministrations, wincing a bit and moaning even deeper when she felt Claudia mark her. Closing her eyes and practically grinding her body against the other girl, she cried out into her gag, begging, pleading, “Mnrr, pmmnphm mnrr!”
Ending the kiss with a loud pop, grin widening at the sight of the hickey already darkening on Brianna’s pale skin, Claudia perched up on her tiptoes, just enough to allow the slightly smaller girl to whisper into her bound companion's ear, “More? I’ll give you more, sweetheart. I’ll give you all you can handle and then some.” Pressing their bodies tightly together Claudia allowed her hand to trace down Brianna’s hip and along the edges of her thigh before, wandering in arbitrary patterns before reaching up to cup her ass, “I’m going to worship your skin, I’m going to kiss and touch every inch of you, except...” trailing off she emphasized the point by tracing along the edges of the blue-haired girl’s chastity belt, “except for all of the places you really, desperately want me to touch.”
Brianna groaned helplessly, shivering again beneath that touch, voice little more than a muffled whisper, “Pmmnphm.”
Nipping playfully at the other girl’s ear, Claudia just grinned, “I told you I’d get even for yesterday.”
With those words caressing her ears, sending a shiver down her spine, the pieces fell into place and Brianna felt her knees go weak as she practically slumped against the wall. A low, desperate groan escaped her, torn between dread and anticipation as to what the other girl was about to do to her, the unbearable heat in her core betraying her excitement. Sensing the mood easily enough, Claudia’s grin never wavered as she waited a moment, then two, allowing the tension to build to an almost unbearable level. Excitement won out in the end, though, as the tattooed girl pounced, hands roaming all over Brianna’s body as thin lips began to pepper pale skin with kisses. The blue haired girl moaned and fidgeted beneath that touch, but cuffed and shackled there was nothing she could do as eager fingers explored her with relish, gliding over sensitive spots with the experience of long practice. What was worse was that there was no way to predict what would happen next as Claudia’s touch shifted from teasing to relaxing to almost businesslike from one moment to next. One moment she massaged Brianna’s shoulders with light, soothing pressure or gently washed her arms with the lilac scented soap that Roxanna favored only to shift without warning to tracing her spine or tickling her sides or caressing the sensitive skin between her thighs and along the edges of her chastity belt.
Eyes closed and head thrown back as she writhed against the delightfully, unrelentingly wonderful torment that Claudia seemed to dish out without end Brianna could not help but giggle into her gag as fingers danced along the edges of her ribs with a feather-light touch. All of a sudden, lost in those sensations, she was caught completely by surprise when those same hands glided up her back and under her bound arms to embrace her in an almost painfully tight grasp. Leaving her no time to recover, Claudia pressed a kiss to the hollow of the blue-haired girl’s throat, lips leaving a hot trail down her sternum before clasping around a painfully hard nipple and sucking sharply. Gasping at the sudden jolt of pleasure, and arching her back as best she could in silent supplication, Brianna moaned helplessly when she felt a pierced tongue begin to lap at the sensitive nub and play with the stud pierced through it. Those moans only grew deeper and more desperate as the tattooed girl worshiped her chest, switching back and forth as she licked and sucked and teased, at one point nearly taking the entirety of a modest breast into her mouth as she did. It was absolutely overwhelming and she never wanted it to end. Still, no good thing could last forever. Nerves tingling, body practically on fire and pussy throbbing with need Brianna cried out into her gag, tears actually running down her cheeks, when Claudia stepped back all of a sudden, cutting off all contact with the blue-haired girl’s overstimulated body.
Seemingly admiring her handiwork as her bound companion whimpered, hazel eyes pleading, Claudia reached out to brush away a tear before smiling, “You really are so beautiful like this.”
Brianna let out a tiny, questioning moan but she didn’t dare move, not certain she could have managed much else in her current condition. Not responding, Claudia idly allowed her fingers to follow the lines of Brianna’s jaw and throat before tracing down her chest, around the curve of a breast, and across the smooth expanse of her stomach before finally brushing them against the warm metal of her chastity belt’s primary shield. The blue-haired girl shivered slightly at the sensation before another soft moan escaped her, the thought of those fingers resting just above her captive pussy nearly driving her mad. A touch so tantalizingly close and yet might as well have been a thousand miles away. Smile widening ever so slightly at that reaction, Claudia continued to explore the bound girl’s belt, the tiny brass padlocks holding the waistband together and the secondary shield in place, the blue lining that matched her hair almost perfectly, even ducking between her legs to brush against the rear cable that displayed her ass so perfectly.
“I certainly know what it’s like to wear a chastity belt.” the tattooed girl mused as she explored the other girl, “Frustrating, exciting, maddeningly intense at times but oh so perfect. But I’ve never met anyone as turned on by it as you. Even like this, you love it. I can see it in your eyes.” Brianna shuddered as those words caressed her ears, all the while a new heat bloomed between her legs and a flush spread across her cheeks and down her chest like a wave. With a smirk, Claudia took a half step closer, “I wonder how long we could keep you like this? Months? Years?” she leaned closer, an almost cruel smile on her lips, voice little more than a whisper, “Forever?”
Shivering, a helpless moan escaped her throat then as Brianna practically collapsed back against the wall, desperate for the relief of cool tile against heat skin even as steam filled her lungs with every breath and hot water cascaded over her trembling body, suddenly keenly aware of the dildo filling her mouth. “Pmmnphm.” she murmured, unsure if she was begging for mercy, begging her girlfriend to stop or begging her to keep going, “Pmmnphm!”
“Fuck.” Claudia muttered, closing her eyes as she leaned back, looking more than a little hot under the collar herself, “Just thinking about it makes me want to cum.”
Brianna groaned again in response, shifting her hips slightly and blush spreading as she raked her gaze over Claudia’s slender form. Gaze especially falling to the rainflowers tattooed on the girl’s pelvis and the way they drew the eyes to her cleanly shaven sex.
Well aware of the attention she was receiving, Claudia could not help but smirk for a moment as she peered at Brianna’s helpless form with a half-lidded gaze. Biting her lip and arching her back ever so slightly, the slender girl allowed her hands to roam down her sides, “Do you like that, thinking about me touching myself?”
Eyes snapping up to Claudia’s face Brianna felt her blush darken intensely. Swallowing hard around her gag and whimpering softly, throat suddenly dry, the blue-haired girl felt frozen, as if pinned in place by the sultry look Claudia graced her with, and the knowing glint in those chocolate brown eyes.
Not letting up even a bit, Claudia slowly permitted her hands to drop between her legs, fingers gliding along the sensitive skin of her thighs before working their way up to brush against her heated sex. Biting her lip again to stifle a gasp, eyes practically fluttering shut, that tattooed girl spread her legs slightly and parted the lips of her labia with the tips of her fingers to expose the sensitive flesh within, “Or do you want to watch?”
If Brianna had thought herself lost before, it was nothing compared to the bolt of arousal that suddenly detonated in her brain. The sight of Claudia’s naked body, the tantalizing way droplets of water ran down her pale skin, the deliberately provocative posture, the breathy tone, and the sheer want reflected in the other girl’s eyes. It was almost too much to bear. Squirming in place, shifting her shoulders as she fought her handcuffs and rocking her hips side to side as she tried in vain to stimulate herself, Brianna could do nothing but watch helplessly as the tattooed girl smirked ever so slightly and began to play with herself in earnest. Part performance and part indulgence, Claudia took her time, throwing back her head and moaning as she teased her own pussy with one hand and stroked her body with the other, as if washing herself. Arching her back even further after a moment or two of that sweet, self-inflicted torment, the girl began to fondle one of her slight breasts while slipping a finger into herself. Moaning in a way that made Brianna’s knees weak, Claudia cocked her hips ever so slightly to thrust even deeper, teasing her own clit with the tip of her thumb for a heartbeat or two before pinching a nipple between thumb and forefinger. Entranced by that maddeningly arousing display, the blue-haired girl almost whimpered as her companion began to grind her hips against the air, breath sharpening as she stimulated herself. In the midst of it all, however, the tattooed girl suddenly stopped. Body going stock still as her eyes snapped open and a smile curled her thin lips, spearing Brianna with a gaze swirling with something that the blue-haired girl could not identify. Something deep, something dark, something unfathomably amused as if a truly, deviously wonderful idea had just popped into her head.
Of course, before she could even begin to divine the other girl’s intentions, Claudia struck, practically surging forward with surprising speed to take Brianna by the shoulder and shove almost harshly, spinning her around and pushing her against the wall. Crying out in a mix of surprise and protest as her cheek was pressed against the tile, the blue-haired girl felt another moan escape her as a familiar, slender form molded itself against her back. With one hand still on the slightly taller girl’s shoulder to hold her in place, Claudia pressed her somewhat bony hips against Brianna’s ass with playfully sinuous movements. Grinning both at the tiny, gag muffled moans that escaped the bound girl, and the way she pressed back and shook her own hips in response, Claudia slowly slid her free hand down the other girl’s arm before circling her wrist and clasping their palms together, fingering intertwined. Taken by surprise again and letting out a tiny, questioning noise Brianna tried to turn and glance over her shoulder to see what was going on, but the pressure of the hand on her shoulder did not let up, pinning her in place. Still, she squeezed the hand ever so slightly in silent acknowledgment only to gasp in shock when she felt a pair of her fingers guided into the tattooed girl’s hot and eager sex. For a moment she could do nothing but marvel at the soft, velvety heat of Claudia’s body, to say nothing of the delicious way the other girl tightened around her, but it seemed her companion was not so content to simply enjoy the moment. Adjusting her grip to hold Brianna’s hand tightly, the slightly smaller girl began to rock her hips, grinding against the blue-haired girl’s ass and practically riding her fingers.
Turned on beyond all measure by the realization that Claudia was masturbating with her hand, Brianna let out a tiny moan, her entire body feeling hot and biting down on her gag as she almost unconsciously began to suck on the dildo filling her mouth. Even so, after a moment or two of enjoying the feeling of Claudia’s muscles tightening around her in a fluttering rhythm with each thrust, the blue-haired girl resolved to do more than simply be a passive observer. Twisting ever so slightly to find a more comfortable position, Brianna crossed her middle and ring fingers before bending them ever so slightly in a familiar and oft-practiced gesture. Gasping at the sudden change in sensation, Claudia pressed her face against Brianna’s shoulder to muffle a cry, muttering and cursing under her breath even as she began to buck and spasm, movements growing almost wild as she lost herself. Smirking under the leather panel covering her mouth, Brianna curled her fingers a little more and strained to reach as deeply as she could into the tattooed girl’s body, seeking out all of her most sensitive spots as she began to grind the heel of her palm against Claudia’s hard and throbbing clit. Even if she had been trying to control herself it would have been impossible and within moments the slender, tattooed girl was practically shaking, her movements growing frantic and her breath little more than a harsh pant before an orgasm finally seemed to burst out of her. Practically spasming under the intensity of her climax, Claudia pressed herself hard against Brianna, pinning the blue-haired girl tightly between the trembling body at her back and the hard tile at her front as if desperately seeking something to steady herself with. Vaginal muscles practically pulsing as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted her slight frame, the tattooed girl screamed in ecstasy, thrashing madly for several long heartbeats until she finally went slack, panting and spent.
For another moment or two they just stood like that, Brianna pinned tightly to the wall while Claudia just panted, eyes closed and trembling, the only sound in the air the background rush of water and the tattooed girl’s harsh breathing. When she eventually mustered the will to move again, Claudia leaned back ever so slightly and slowly eased Brianna’s fingers from her body with a shudder. At the same time she let the hand holding the blue-haired girl in place go slack and reached up to begin fiddling with the buckle of her gag. Tangled in wet hair it took a moment, but eventually the strap came loose and in one smooth motion the tattooed girl tossed the thing to the floor, Brianna coughing suddenly as the dildo was pulled from her throat. As the blue-haired girl was catching her breath, Claudia spun her around again and pressed her back against the wall before perching up on her tiptoes to crush their lips together. Brianna’s eyes widened at the sudden contact, but slid closed just as quickly as she moaned and opened her mouth to allow the other girl’s pierced tongue entry. Normally she would have pushed back, fought for control, forced the other girl to work for it, something but in this instant cuffed and shackled and wet (in more ways that one…) and with one of Claudia’s hands cupping the back of her neck while the other squeezing her ass she felt too thoroughly and wondrously submissive to even to even think about such things. Instead she yielded to that kiss, squirming and moaning in that grasp as she allowed the tattooed girl to explore her. Emboldened by the lack of resistance, Claudia pushed harder, practically shoving her tongue down the blue-haired girl’s throat as she pressed their bodies together, breasts squeezed tightly between them as the kiss deepened and they lost themselves in each other.
In contrast to that, the end of the kiss was sharply anti-climactic. Claudia offered no words as she pulled away, separating their bodies, but did grin softly when she helped Brianna back to her feet and guided the blue-haired girl underneath the shower. Still more than a little dazed Brianna offered no resistance though, licking her lips, she managed to return the smile before ducking under the water and relishing the heated spray enveloping her body. At that point things became almost workmanlike as Claudia helped her companion finish washing, careful to clean under the bands of her chastity belt, a process she was intimately familiar with herself, before moving to scrub her long hair. Moaning in delight at the feeling of strong fingers massaging her scalp, and throwing her head back to make the task easier, Brianna closed her eyes and simply allowed herself to soak in the sensations and let her mind drift. Perhaps five minutes later, with the task complete, Claudia reached around her companion’s bound body to turn off the water and finally opened the shower door. Shivering a little at the sudden rush of cool air, Brianna was a bit surprised to note that even after leading her back out into the bathroom Claudia still did not unlock her cuffs. Rather, the tattooed girl took one of the pleasantly fluffy towels off the nearby rack and carefully dried her off, much to the blue-haired girl’s relief, before seeing to herself. She then took Brianna by the arm and guided her over to the counter, spending several long minutes fixing her hair with a brush and hairdryer before using the machine to dry under her cuffs, collar and belt.
Although still sans makeup, Brianna smiled at her reflection in the mirror, a blush coloring her cheekbones ever so slightly at the sight of the faint lines the gag had left behind, and shook her head experimentally, marveling at the way her silky blue hair seemed to flow like water about her shoulders. For a girl who liked to keep her own hair in a messy, almost unkempt fashion Claudia was a surprisingly good stylist. Speaking of the devil, Brianna glanced over to her side where Claudia was busy combing her own mane into some semblance of order, seemingly unconcerned that it was still damp, and felt her smile widen.
Noticing the attention Claudia glanced at her with a tiny smirk before placing a hand on her hip and striking a pose, “Like what you see?”
Darting in to place an almost feather soft kiss on the tattooed girl’s cheek, Brianna leaned in close, “Always.” Pleased at the way a faint pink flush seemed to spread across the girl’s face, Brianna dropped her voice to practically whisper into her ear, “But are you really going to leave me all locked up like this?”
Shivering a bit at the warm breath caressing her ear, Claudia could not keep the slight quaver out of her voice, “I don’t have the keys.”
Resisting the urge to nip at the tattooed girl’s ear, Brianna leaned back and pouted playfully, “So cruel.”
Recovering just enough to reach up and cup the blue-haired girl’s cheek, Claudia craned her neck and perched up on her toes again to press their lips together in an equally soft kiss, “I can fetch your gag again, if you like?”
To that Brianna just shook her head, even if she could not keep a tiny grin from her face. Maybe it was because she was so horny, or maybe it was because she absolutely loved being gagged, but part of her was sorely tempted by the thought.
With that Claudia traced the curve of the blue-haired girl’s cheek and down her throat before looping a finger through the ring in her collar, gesturing vaguely toward the door as she did, “Shall we?”
Offering only a smile and a nod Brianna allowed herself to be led across the room, the cool tile of the floor feeling good on her bare feet and anticipation burning deep inside of her. Given all the talk yesterday she could not help but wonder what else the day had in store and couldn't wait to find out.