Incipient · Part 2 (2/2)
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At the shift on Katherine’s tone, Andi felt her toes curl a bit as she imagined what might be in store for her. She looked over at Lexa briefly, saw her lover’s confidence and trusted that whatever happened, she wouldn’t be harmed. With her own determination and desire to experience these new sensations, she looked Katherine in the eyes and said somewhat more bravely than she felt, “I always accept the consequences I’ve earned.”
“My my, what an interesting answer. We’ll have to see if you still feel that way in the morning.”
Andi gulped as discreetly as she could manage, wondering exactly what she was set to endure, but it was too late for her to back out now.
The next few hours were a blur to Andi – a relentless haze of arousal and teasing, dealt to unresisting skin by two pairs of skilled hands. She was bound in so many different positions that she lost count, each focusing on and enhancing specific sensations. Kisses and bites and licks and fingers and toys and too many sensations for her to even categorize. At some point, she lost her remaining clothes, but couldn’t have said when it happened. And throughout all of it, Lexa kept talking to her, asking her questions, trying to keep the remainder of her mind from splintering.
“So, Andi, do you like it when your hands are tied like that? Really stretches you out, so I can get my fingers on you.”
“Wait… what? I… oh… keep… no, don’t stop!”
“Oh, ok, if you didn’t want to be touched right now, I won’t.”
“Stop… no, I mean, don’t stop… wait… ah!”
“Ok, I won’t touch,” Lexa smiled. “But this little vibe may help.”
“Too much! No, not too much… just… ahh!”
“It’s just a little toy. It should be easy for you.”
“Oh my… ohhh… yep, that… uh… yes.”
Throughout all of this, Katherine was hovering and providing the most pointed expertise that Andi could have imagined. An extra rope here, a slight movement of a knot there, a change in balance that just barely stressed her tired muscles, a riding crop strike just right in terms of location and power. How does she do that? Andi’s addled brain wondered. It felt like every touch swelled her arousal, shattering it and reforging the fluorescent shards into even more blissful torment. There wasn’t a pattern she could follow, the toys and touches and teases seemingly completely random, but far too effective in driving her wild to be accidental.
And the position and restraint changes seemed to always happen just as she was starting to settle into the previous one, so the stresses and strains of the new posture or restriction provided new tensions to her body and mind. There was no concept of time for Andi, just an interminably tantalizing assault on her senses.
Lexa, on the other hand, was having a great time. This was not at all what she expected would happen when Miss Katherine had invited her over for a session, but she wasn’t about to complain. As much as she loved being tormented herself, seeing Andi writhe and squirm and whimper was also rather pleasant. I don’t know why I never invited her before, she thought. She just never seemed interested?
Katherine, imperious and calm, watched the interaction between the two lovers with a great deal of consideration. She was mentally categorizing Lexa’s infractions, which she would deal with at a later date. For now, she was content to let her enjoy the novel experience. By this point, she had Andi’s most receptive spots fully mapped out, and was making use of her extensive experience in tormenting partners in order to achieve her desired levels of reaction. The girl is nice and sensitive, and seems to quite enjoy this type of play. I do wonder why she’s never joined Lexa before today.
Andi was aware of none of what her tormentors were thinking. She was barely even aware of what she was thinking. The sensations had started merging together, to where she couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. She felt like a pool of water, near-boiling, where the splashes from the repeated external activity were interacting with each other in continuous and unexpected ways. Ripples and waves of pleasure and sensation were flowing all over her, and she felt like she was going to erupt into a fountain.
And then, Katherine grasped Lexa’s hand to prevent her from acting further. She could tell that Andi was very close, and wanted to prolong it a bit more. “Sit, pet,” she commanded. “I haven’t given our toy permission, but somehow I don’t think she’s able to listen right now, so I won’t hold this particular misdeed against her. This time.” Andi’s previously-musical sounds had turned into a continuous whine as most of her stimulation was removed, but she was still too tightly bound to do anything else about it. “Quiet, you,” Katherine instructed Andi. “I haven’t gagged you because we haven’t discussed it, but I’ll not abide snivelling.” Even in her fogged state, Andi recognized the authority in the voice, acquiesced to its demand, and fell silent.
As she lay there, twisted into a shape that she didn’t know the name of, exquisite tension on every limb, she felt a small twinge of surprise that she wasn’t more… upset by the teasing being interrupted. In similar situations of arousal, she’d have been extremely frustrated if she hadn’t been able to finish for any reason. But today, despite her arousal being much, much more intense than she’d ever experienced, she found that she wasn’t distressed by it. It’s like I’ve already handed over control of it to Katherine. I don’t get to choose this time. And somehow I’m fine with that?
Katherine, as if seeing some of the thoughts rolling across Andi’s face, asked, “Are you ok, little one? I haven’t accidentally broken you, have I?” Her question, while sounding genuinely concerned, did not really seem to have more than one acceptable answer, from Andi’s perspective.
“I am well… Miss,” she briefly stumbled over the unfamiliar title, looking closely at Katherine to make sure her usage was appropriate. Hope I’m allowed to say that.
Katherine smiled approvingly. “Good. I dislike having to return toys that have already been opened.” Andi thought that this might be a joke, but was unsure. Additionally, something felt wrong about speaking when Katherine had not spoken directly to her, so she kept quiet. “Tell me, pet, how are you feeling? I had half-expected your whining to continue when we stopped playing, but you quieted down nicely. Can you explain?”
Andi thought for a moment. “I’m not exactly sure, Miss. It felt like I was close, but it doesn’t feel bad to watch it go. I already sort of… surrendered control of that to you when we started playing. I guess it just felt right? If you think I deserve an orgasm, then I’ve no doubt you’ll give me one, but until then, it’s not my place to be angry or annoyed or frustrated by it. I can only hope you’re enjoying this as much as I am.”
“Marvelous, how truly marvelous” breathed Katherine. “You see how natural that was, Lexa? Do you recall how much it took for me to teach you the same lesson?” Lexa hung her head, as if ashamed, but didn’t speak. Andi did not really understand what was being discussed between the two, but felt a vague elation that Katherine had been pleased with her words.
“Yes, I think we should discuss more gatherings of the three of us, but that is a task for another time. For now, I think we need a rearrangement. Lexa, help me untie Andi, then go get some drinks from the cooler.”
Once she was loosed from her current predicament, Andi stretched out her kinked limbs. She felt more like she’d been exercising than in a variety of very stringent bondage positions. Warm and a bit tired, but not exactly sore.
“Lay down, little one, on your stomach,” said Katherine. Andi complied, unsure both at what was happening and the unexpected gentleness in Katherine’s voice. There was a short liquid sound, and then Katherine’s strong hands were kneading the massage lotion into Andi’s shoulders and back.
“Ohhhh, thank you, Miss,” sighed Andi, finding the touch sublime even if she didn’t feel sore yet.
“Now, little one, I realize you’re new to this, so I’ll grant you some grace for now. When we are playing, I am your Miss. When we are not, I am Katherine. You may not yet understand, but this is important.”
“I’m sure I have much to learn… Katherine,” it felt a bit awkward coming out after their previous interactions, but Andi made herself smile through it. The skilled massage was certainly helping to make her more amenable.
Lexa returned with the drinks, and after a silent question to Katherine as to whether she should help, put some lotion on her hands and started to massage Andi’s legs. Andi closed her eyes and just floated in the bliss of the sensations, as the two women worked to convince her well-used muscles to loosen up.
After a thorough full-body massage, Andi was very relaxed. “This has been the nicest day,” she said slowly, dreamily. “Can I come back tomorrow?”
Katherine smiled, “We’ll see. For now, drink this. You’re probably more dehydrated than you think.” She handed the serene woman a bottled drink. Andi sat up, opened the drink, and took a small drink. With a small sigh, she took a longer drink, and before she knew it, the bottle was empty.
“Thank you, Katherine. I guess I was thirsty.”
“Completely reasonable, my dear. You just sit there until you’re ready.” Katherine drank from her own bottle, and Lexa had one as well.
“Until I’m ready for what?” Andi wasn’t sure if she’d missed a cue about what the next step of the night was.
“The night is not yet over, little one. You belong to me, remember?”
Ah, Andi thought. “Of course. I am ready where and when you need me.” She slid from her cross-legged position to one sitting on her heels, hands in her lap, as it felt more… ready, for some reason.
“Well done, little one,” praised Katherine. “If you’re interested in learning, you can help me with something.” Andi just nodded and continued to wait. “I think it’s time that Lexa paid amends for some of her misdeeds. Would you like to assist?” Andi looked over to see Lexa swallow nervously.
“I’m not sure what exactly to do, Miss, but if you show me how, I will do my best.”
“I believe you,” Katherine smiled, then shifted her focus and her voice changed. “Lexa, strip, then on your stomach.” Lexa practically leaped to obey. “Andi, fetch those ropes for me, and coil them up.” Katherine selected a rope and coiled it around Lexa’s wrists, wrapping it securely and cinching it down firmly. Her second rope went around Lexa’s forearms, and was tight enough to squeeze her arms together even more. Andi watched with some fascination, as the details and mechanisms of this was now much more relevant to her desires. A third rope was added, just below Lexa’s elbows, followed by a fourth just above them. A final rope was added mid-bicep, and all of these were tightened and then cinched to remove any excess slack. Lexa’s shoulders were straining backwards with the tension applied to her arms, but she bore it without complaint.
“Andi, now that you’ve finished there, pick one of the long ropes, and copy what I do.” Katherine selected a rope and bent one of Lexa’s legs at the knee. Andi followed suit, and copied Katherine’s technique to wrap the rope around Lexa’s thigh and ankle, pinning the two limbs together. Several strands of rope went around each, tightening the restriction until no movement was feasible. “This is called a frogtie,” explained Katherine. “It’s useful when you want to limit her movement while still allowing access.” She reached one hand in between Lexa’s spread legs and stroked briefly, and Lexa’s immediate moan and squirming illustrated what she had meant.
“Now, she can still move both her hands and her feet, which is not my preference.” With that, she wrapped one of the remaining ropes over the tops of Lexa’s feet and around her stomach, forcing her feet to extend fully, as if wearing very high heels. “There, that’s better. Andi, we should check to see if this is secure enough. Please copy what I do,” she grinned with her eyes this time.
As Lexa was on her stomach, she could feel the two women position themselves at her sides, but could not see the ready fingers until both of the soles of her feet were attacked simultaneously. Lexa screamed with laughter, frantically tried to roll away, fought the ropes with all her strength, but to no avail – she was easily controlled in her condition. She couldn’t escape, so she just laughed and writhed and shrieked.
Katherine reached into a pocket and pulled out a small vibrator and thumbed it on, while continuing to tickle Lexa’s foot with her other hand. It was not audible over Lexa’s laughter. She made eye contact with Andi, to ensure that she was still paying attention. With a glance, both of them stopped tickling Lexa, and at the same time, she slipped the activated vibrator into Lexa in one smooth motion. The shrieks rapidly turned into a long low moan as the sensation shifted.
“Andi, in the chest, there’s a set of four black leather cuffs. Fetch them, come back over here, and put them on your wrists and ankles, while I deal with this one.”
“Yes, Miss.” As she bounced away to follow the command, she heard Katherine lean down to quietly give some commands to the bound Lexa, but she did not hear what was said. Inside the chest, there were a variety of toys, many of which she didn’t recognize. She found the cuffs without difficulty, and grabbed the stack of them. She brought the set back over to the bed, set them down, and started to put them on. Two were larger, which she correctly guessed were for her ankles, and the smaller two went on her wrists. Each one had a small buckle like a belt that was fairly easy to understand.
She secured them all snugly, and then noticed that the stack she had carried over had one remaining item – a longer, thinner, matching black leather belt, with a silver loop hanging from the middle. She was unsure of what to do with this, so she showed Katherine that she had done as asked, but held the mysterious final piece in her hands for Katherine to see.
“Ah, that wasn’t supposed to be included this time. Somehow it doesn’t surprise me that you found it. I appreciate your presentation, too.”
“What is it, Miss?”
“It’s a collar, little one. I use it to reward pets who particularly please me. It signifies their devotion, in a way.”
“I’ve not heard of one before. Thank you for explaining it. I’ll put it back in the chest.” Andi turned away to go back to the chest.
“Wait. You are just the sweetest thing, aren’t you? You have no experience with any of this before today, yet you’ve remained unfazed and somehow, you are both dutiful and properly receptive to instruction. Come here.”
Andi turned towards Katherine, stepped a pace or so closer, then kneeled down and offered the collar to her. Katherine’s resultant smile was dazzling, and Andi felt that she would be willing to do a lot of things in order to see it again. But she did not know what to do, yet, so she offered what she had and resolved to pay closer attention to what was wanted. Katherine took the collar out of her hands, and walked around behind her. Her hair was moved away from her neck, and the leather strap was gently laid against her throat. As the buckle in the back was aligned and tightened appropriately, Andi felt her breathing quicken.
Similar to many other things today, she did not understand why she enjoyed this, but the sensation was uniquely pleasurable in a way she had trouble defining. A click was heard in the quiet of the room, but she did not understand it. When Katherine walked back around to Andi’s front, Andi softly asked “Miss? What was that ‘click’?”
“Now, pet, you should know better than to speak without being spoken to. In the future, that will cost you. But today, I will allow it. The ‘click’ was a small padlock that I used to ensure that you can’t remove the collar. Because you are still mine.”
Andi shivered at this statement, but not with fear. “I wouldn’t have removed it unless you told me to, Miss.”
“Correct choice.” Katherine took hold of the front ring with one hand, and pulled it upwards a bit. The feeling it gave Andi was another new and confusing sensation, but Andi found herself enraptured by the forced perspective of looking up at Katherine. She suspected she was smiling vapidly, but did not care enough to modulate her expression. “Lay down on your back, little one.”
Lexa had been watching this exchange with at least a bit of visible jealousy. Her vibe was making it difficult to concentrate, but the command she’d received that she was not allowed to come was encouraging her to remain focused. She watched as Andi’s cuffs were attached to some straps that were conveniently attached to the corners of the bed. Now her jealousy was of a different shade, as that particular contraption was one of her favorites. She watched Andi’s face as the straps were individually tightened until she was stretched into a taut ‘X’ shape on the bed, vicariously enjoying the moment when the tension reached that sweet spot. Katherine, ever skilled, knew exactly when to stop. Andi squirmed ineffectually, naked except her cuffs and collar, also clearly enjoying the sensation.
Lexa was quite surprised when she was lifted entirely off the bed by her bonds, still in her frogtie position. She was deposited without comment in between Andi’s outstretched legs. Lexa felt her hair grasped and pulled backwards, and groaned inwardly. A messy ponytail was created, and a tail of rope was wrapped around it many times. This was stretched backwards until her neck muscles complained, and then tied off to the rest of her arm ligature. The intent was obvious to her, as her face was now forcibly pointed forwards, and Andi’s bare and wet pussy was so close she could almost taste it. Soon, maybe I will… Her mouth started to water as she imagined what was one of her favorite bedroom activities, and she absently noted that her downstairs tormentor was becoming harder to resist.
“Andi, for this scene, I will allow you to come, if you want. Lexa, you are still not allowed to.”
Lexa muttered a quiet “Yes, Miss.” The vibrating toy still inside her was happily fighting this command, and possibly eating her lover out was not going to help.
Andi had an equally-quiet question, however, “Miss? I’m not sure what I should want. Which option would you prefer I choose?”
“Well said, little one. Very well, I would like you to come. For me. Lexa, you are to give her the best one that you can manage in your current state.” She picked Lexa up again and deposited her a little closer to Andi, so that Lexa’s face was nearly pressed against Andi’s crotch. Lexa’s tongue reached out, tentatively at first, then more enthusiastically, as it was met with a taste that she knew and appreciated very well indeed.
Andi cried out as the tongue began its work. She had been very worked up earlier, and it all came racing back to her now. This new tight-but-comfortable position stretched her out nicely, and left her unable to move effectively and feeling very exposed. This is just lovely.
As if her errant thought had been heard, stars sparkled in her vision as Katherine’s unexpected crop came down on her stomach. But it didn’t actually hurt, just somehow added to the sum of sensation she was experiencing. Lexa’s tongue was doing a lot to salve any particular discomfort that she might experience, too. Katherine’s crop rained down strikes unpredictably on both Andi and Lexa, stomach and thighs and breasts and butt, keeping them both attentive and engaged. Andi felt herself once again rapidly building towards a peak.
And then Lexa stopped her tongue. Andi made a frustrated sound, as it was somehow different when Lexa stopped her from receiving the orgasm – that her Miss had told her to have! – than it was for Katherine to stop it. After a few seconds of exasperating inactivity, Lexa restarted her ministrations, to Andi’s audible delight. She quickly built up towards her goal again, reveling in the combination of that delicious oral teasing and the strict bondage.
Then Lexa stilled her tricky tongue again. Andi cried out and tried to force her crotch into her lover’s face, but the straps were too tight for her to move.
“Enough, Lexa,” came the command from Katherine. “You were given an instruction. Now, do it properly.”
“Yes, Miss,” mumbled Lexa as she buried her face back into Andi’s crotch. This time, she wasted no time driving her lover into a frenzy, and rapidly drove her to and over the edge. That orgasm was one for the record books, she thought, as her lover screamed and quivered and spasmed and danced in her bonds. Lexa kept licking for as long Andi kept twitching.
“I think I need a minute… or maybe forever… whichever,” Andi’s words stumbled out after a few minutes. After another prolonged pause, “Miss? Did that satisfy you? I can try again if you like.”
“Now don’t get cheeky, little one,” Katherine said to the chipper Andi, as she remotely turned off Lexa’s vibrator. “I think that’s an excellent way to end our little tête-à-tête, in fact.”
“Miss? I thought I was yours for the night?”
Katherine laughed, “Dawn was hours ago, little one. You must have been distracted.” She released the straps holding Andi to the bed, and began to untie Lexa’s ropes. “Now come. You two have been having all the fun. I believe you both owe me some cuddles.”
The three women shared a laugh, marveling at how the hours had flown by and savoring the memories produced.
“Maybe next time Andi will win the challenge,” said Katherine later, from their happy tangle of limbs. “Who knows what might happen afterwards?”
Andi looked at Lexa and grinned. “You had better bet on it.”
Incipient · Part 2 (2/2)
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