Subspace – Emma · Bound · Part 1 (1/2)
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Part 5. Fallout
Miss Keys had Emma strip naked before cuffing her hands to a suspension bar over the bathtub she ended up standing in, within the middle of the room. Her chastity belt was removed before Emma was required to step each leg on either side of the tub, one at a time. A winch lowered her hands about a foot to allow her legs to be more than three feet apart from each as her knees bent in a slight squat where the upper part of her calves rested against the tub. Miss Keys put ankle cuffs on Emma and the locked chains from the ankle cuffs and the eye bolts just under the lip of the tub. Miss Keys used the winch again to raise Emma's hands forcing Emma's legs and feet to readjust until she was standing on her toes with little movement allowed and her legs barely touching the sides of the tub. This position left her in a small squat that was straining her arms, legs and toes.
Hot water filled the tub as Miss Keys left and one of her servants entered, bringing a few items. An object was dropped into the tub that created a bubbly foam and was clearly scented like cinnamon. The servant put two covered trays, one on the small tables on each side of the head of the tub. Emma had no idea what was in them and currently was not allowed to talk to anyone other than answer Miss Keys or use her safeword.
Eventually the tub was full and the servant left, never looking nor interacting with Emma. The steam from the water was pretty intense. Her skin was turning red especially around her knees, thighs, ass and pussy. It moved up her body even to her face but not nearly as bad as her lower parts. It wasn't painful as much as it added more discomfort to her current position.
Emma felt the soft caress of a hand running down her back. She was trying to look over but her position made it difficult to even move her head as her arms interfered. But Miss Keys stepped into view a moment later. Trailing a hand around Emma’s waist before moving up to cup one of her breasts. While holding Emma's breast, Miss Keys stepped into the still mostly steaming tub. Her legs disappeared below the bubbles but after she got in, she turned and faced Emma.
Emma finally got her first good look at the naked Miss Keys, at least the front of her body. Emma thought she looked amazing and had a little jealousy. Her own self esteem issues pop up every now and again, but she tried to focus on the stunning woman in front of her. Miss Keys at this point was fondling Emma's bigger breasts but had yet to say a word.
Miss Keys eventually sunk into the tub until only her head was above water and proceeded to soak. Emma watched as Missy Keys closed her eyes while trying to shift and find small bits of comfort in this aching position. After a few minutes, Miss Keys uncovered one of the trays which contained a bowl of fruit. She plucked a strawberry from it and seductively played with it before biting in and eating it. Emma could only groan in frustration with minimal movement and a desperation to touch Miss Keys.
Once Miss Keys was done eating as well as washing her body, she moved to the next tray. Emma watched as she uncovered it to show a few items. When Miss Keys grabbed the can of shaving cream and filled her hand with foam, Emma thought she would get to see more of Miss Keys legs. That thought was quickly dispelled when Miss Keys rubbed the cream around Emma’s bush. As Miss Keys finished covering Emma's nether regions with the white cream she spoke for the first time, "I definitely prefer those I am with to be smooth and hairless down there. So when you are out of chastity, this will be one of our rituals."
Emma had been in chastity for awhile so she definitely needed to be cleaned up. Miss Keys cleaned her hand in the water and grabbed the razor on the tray. As Miss Keys leaned forward with the razor …
Emma woke with a jolt of pain in both nipples. A bit of panic ensued as she couldn't see or move. The pain on her nipples quickly receded as she felt the hot air of someone's breath as they pulled away on one side. The other side was more subtle before tweaking her nipple before letting go. The panic didn't last long even though it felt forever. Emma finally remembered she was bound to the bed before going to sleep.
She was just beginning to relax when her right big toe was covered by something warm and wet. She tried to jerk her leg away but it was still bound. A mouth enclosed her toe and began sucking it. It invariably moved and sucked her other toes but it was the light caresses on the bottom of her feet that were torturing here. She was extremely ticklish there and she couldn't escape.
The restraints holding her arms and upper body finally released but the pleasure of the toe sucking with the tickle torment was in full effect. Her legs hadn't been released yet as she tried to sit up but without her legs it was a bit of a struggle. A hand helped push her up but still in the sensory deprivation hood, she didn't know who was actually there. She had guesses of who but she waited patiently while she felt the buckles on her hood being released.
Emma, finished with the bathroom, entered her room again. Miss Keys sat off to one side in a chair with a new person she had never met on the other. Kit was on the floor, kneeling on her makeshift bed, still naked except for her collar, wrist and ankle cuffs. The towel Emma was wearing wasn't covering much as Kit exploded from her position and latched onto Emma's waist. Emma looked down, not sure what to do as she looked at Miss Keys for help.
Miss Keys and the other woman stood up as Miss Keys introduced the new woman as Lucia. Lucia was here to take Emma's measurements for Sir Jerry. Miss Keys took Kit for a walk while Emma was measured. Emma was unsure how much actual time it took but it seemed forever. I mean some of the measurements she took; the place of the measurements; like seriously, what the hell were they making her. Emma had had sexual relationships less intimate than what she was getting while being measured by Lucia. It's not like Lucia wasn't attractive but she was clearly a professional there to do her job. There was some mild flirting and chatter but it seemed Lucia did it more to distract from some of the less appropriate measurements. After her measurements were finished, she took a number of photos from more angles than Emma ever thought about, including the bottom of her feet.
Miss Keys and Kit were back by the time Lucia left. Kit immediately went to a prostrate position and began begging for forgiveness for her earlier actions. It took time to calm Kit down and try to talk to her. She remained on the floor, refusing to sit on furniture. Emma finally asked, "Kit, I know your former master kicked you out, but what do you want going forward?"
"You." She responded.
"Why me?"
Kit looked up at Emma, "Because you are my Goddess and I worship you."
Emma was going to need to get to the heart of the issue but first, "There are hundreds of people on this ship. I am betting many would happily want you. Why do you want me?"
Kit trembled, "I don't know why initially. I was lost and hurt and people were following you and I just wanted to feel safe. Then you were kind and sort of took charge in the fluffy cat pit. I felt good and happy and safe. I felt if I tried hard, you would want me. I don't want to be alone."
Emma smiled, "While I am glad to help you feel better, I don't know that I can give you what you want, especially all the time. I am not a full time dominant. I am submissive just as much if not more often. Hell, I want to submit to Miss Keys so bad that thinking about it nearly brings me to an orgasm. You two interrupted my dream of submitting to her when you woke me up." Emma grinned.
Kit cried out, "Please don't kick me out. I will do anything. Please."
Emma got down on her knees in front of Kit and hugged her. As she held the crying Kit there was a ring from the door letting know someone was outside. Miss Keys went to check on it as Emma consoled Kit. "I am not going to kick you out. I want to help you. What is it you truly want, sweetie?"
Miss Keys returned with our guests when Kit responded, "I want to serve. Deep down I always have. I like not having to make choices. But I would like someone nicer, if possible. I am used to the humiliation and suffering that I need more. I practically crave it. But I would like some tenderness too."
"Are you looking for a male, female, maybe multiple partners, or something else?"
Kit sniffled, "I have only ever served my former master besides you. He was never happy or pleased with me. I was so ugly, he did all this to try and make me less horrifying to his friends. I will never match your beauty, Goddess or Miss Keys." She turned her head and spotted two maids. "Unworthy! She is also incredibly beautiful."
Victoria was still in her maid uniform and locked in heavy chains connected to her wrists, ankles and collar. Kit looked at the other maid in the room, who was smiling back at her, "You're the Maid. From The Maid and The Unicorn."
Ophelia did a quick curtsy and smiled, "Yes Ma'am, that would be me."
Kit looked back up at Emma, "Wait. I know you were mentioned as the Unicorn, but you were that Unicorn?"
There was some laughter from the others as Kit squeezed Emma tighter. Emma responded, "She recognizes Ophelia right away and she has been with me since last night and not like anyone kept it a secret. Hell, Zell straight up introduced me as the Unicorn… Must be losing my magic… Thankfully."
Miss Keys chimed in, "You're not that lucky. Pretty sure your first worshiper awaits, smitten as the moment you whammied her with your powers."
Victoria groaned, but her eyes immediately dropped to the floor.
Emma lifted Kit's chin and spoke, "Look, you are not ugly. And while I find your piercings sexy, you would be beautiful without them. Everyone likes different things. I don't see myself as beautiful but one person here has already disagreed with me and then made me a unicorn… Now I need to talk with my guests. Take some time to think about what you really want. I would like to talk to them in private but I assume you still don't want to leave." Kit shook her head no. "Fine but back in your hood and into my bed. I am strapping you in until I am done."
Kit smiled, "Yes Goddess. Thank you for letting me stay."
Emma got Kit situated in bed with as much privacy as she could get without her leaving. She took a moment to caress Kit's body before giving one of Kit's inner thighs a playful slap. Ophelia had started cleaning the room with Miss Keys back in a chair and Unworthy massaging Miss Keys' feet. Emma called Ophelia over and kissed her in front of the other two.
Then Emma started with, "I am aware I am not supposed to interact with her. So if it is a problem take it up with me as I didn't give her a choice." No one said anything so Emma continued looking at Ophelia, "I assume she helped you and completed the tasks required to get the keys?"
Ophelia nodded.
"Any issues while she was with you that I should know about as it is time for her punishment."
Ophelia handed Emma a list and whispered into her ear. Emma told Ophelia to hold onto them for now.
Emma had Unworthy crawl to her on all fours and kiss her feet just as she did in the beginning. As Miss Keys and Ophelia watched, Emma announced, "Unworthy, I still find you unworthy of me as your Goddess. Do you think you are worthy of me?"
Victoria started crying as she stared at the ground on all fours still, "No Goddess. I am aware I didn't do enough to satisfy or make myself worthy of your divine grace. I would beg for mercy but you claim to not be merciful nor do I deserve it."
"Stand up and look me in the eyes." Victoria stood and looked at Emma who continued, "This is quite the list. I could read out every single infraction and the cumulative punishments required for each. But I have another idea. A far greater punishment in my opinion. Accept this and I will remove your other punishments and give you the two role-play scenarios we agreed to in the beginning. If you don't accept this one punishment then we will go through the list and you will endure them all or forfeit your role-play. Would you like to hear my offer?"
Victoria nodded, as Emma continued, "I know it is too much to ask you to permanently switch places with Ophelia and become a permanent maid and brothel whore while she runs your former company. So instead I offer you to cancel Ophelia’s debt and free her from your services starting now. She will finish her duties on the ship but as a free woman from now on. I will even throw in the keys to your chastity, though I do enjoy you in chastity more knowing you are locked away by me."
Emma had three shocked faces looking at her. There was dead silence for at least a minute though it felt like hours. She could see a whole host of thoughts going through their heads based on their facial expressions. Emma eventually looked at the list and started to go over it.
Victoria finally spoke, "I agree," she turned to Ophelia, "All your debts are canceled and you will no longer be my slave."
Emma responded, "I would like that in writing and legalized."
Miss Keys jumped in, "I can help with that."
As Emma looked over to Ophelia, she was crying. Emma went over and hugged her and held her for a bit. Eventually whispering, "You are free to be you from now on, Miss."
Ophelia took a moment to use the bathroom as Emma turned back to Victoria and Miss Keys, "We have a few more things to discuss, Victoria. Let me start with, I didn't have the best impression of you just based on what you did to Ophelia. I know I haven't heard your side but even if ten percent was true, there is no reason you couldn't have been a better person. But I am willing to give you a chance to prove it to me, if you want, that you are more than that. To be better than that. I will be honest in my desire to be with Miss Keys and I still want to get to know her too.
I would be lying if I said I didn't find you both attractive in different ways. I want to submit to and serve Miss Keys. But you Victoria, I adore the meek, humble, willing to humiliate herself for me submissive. A person that was Unworthy. I found it attractive and want to go further. I like the submissive you and I like the idea of role-play. The question is how much of Unworthy was just role-play and how much of it is the real you?"
Victoria just looked at Emma. She seemed afraid to speak but eventually did, "I will admit I got a bit of a crush on you when you put your foot down and turned the tables on my role-play. It turned me on so much I couldn't think straight. Then you had me do things I never would have done. But you kept your promise and I enjoyed it far more than I should have. Yet I want to continue. At the same time I don't want to have to serve Miss Keys or anyone else other than you if this goes further."
Miss Keys responded quickly, "You know I am a busy person without much extra time. I'm not looking to add servants or servants of servants. Emma is intriguing and yes I have interest in her. She will have more than enough time to do as she wishes with others including you. I am not looking to gain those who wish to follow her. They are hers to enjoy as she chooses. My focus is solely on her and our potential future. So don't make a choice based on me controlling you or her narrative outside our personal time. At least until we get to know each other and figure out if we have a future much like I expect you two will need to."
Emma added in, "I need to sit with each of you and learn more, that includes Ophelia and maybe others. And I will try to. But as far as our role-play, Miss Keys is helping me schedule and I will fit it in. The question is do you want what was discussed in some power exchange or would you rather be straight submissive to me? Also, how much more am I allowed to push you? You don't have to answer now but consider it. One last thing, you look sexy in that maid uniform. I really like it, but can I get one as well?"
Miss Keys and Victoria laughed. Ophelia came out of the bathroom and joined the group. She gave Emma Victoria's chastity keys. Emma teased Victoria about keeping them and maybe even destroying them. Victoria didn't have the same reaction as Emma the day before. Hers was much more panicked. Though she agreed to let Emma keep them until at least the next role-play.
Rustling from the bed reminded Emma of her other situation. Since she had the three of them there, she went through some ideas. Emma felt they had enough to work with and gave Kit another playful slap on her inner thigh. Emma also got another idea.
Emma turned to Victoria, "Would you like to continue as Unworthy for a bit longer to try to prove your worth to me?"
Victoria initially froze as Emma saw the struggle in her with her decision in her head before she responded, "Yes Goddess."
"Then it is time to serve your betters. Even the lovely Kit is your better as you are the lowest of the low despite both being my worshipers. Now get up on the bed and lick her until I tell you to stop. Better make sure she has an orgasm or two."
Victoria whimpered and crawled up onto the bed. The chains rattled and Emma couldn't help but admire Victoria's body. The maid uniform left Emma in a bit of envy but Emma couldn't allow herself to play with Victoria until she earned it. Eventually Victoria's head dipped down between Kit's legs and she started to work.
Emma took this time to go to Ophelia and said, "I am sure you have lots of feelings flowing through you right now. You are a free woman now," Emma looked at Victoria's ass partially covered by the maid uniform and pointed at it, "I think Unworthy not only needs more motivation but deserves a little more punishment than she has had. Do you want to give your former owner a taste of the life she has earned?"
Emma looked at Ophelia who was staring back at her, a sly smile eventually caught the crook of her mouth, "Yes. There are many emotions and many things I want to do, including training my Unicorn some more. But I will gladly brighten Unworthy's backside."
Ophelia grabbed a paddle before returning to the bed. She lifted Victoria's skirt and swung solidly. Victoria lifted her head to squeal but Ophelia pushed her head down telling her to focus on pleasuring Kit. Ophelia kept warming Victoria's backside. Miss Keys was standing next to Emma as they watched the sight in front of them a few moments.
Emma looked at Miss Keys and asked, "How may I serve you?"
Miss Keys continued looking at the action, "You will get your chance this evening. I prefer not to wear your body out yet."
"Anything less strenuous that I can do for you?"
Miss Keys was still watching the action before she turned to Emma, "Yes, I want to test a theory."
Emma noticed Kit thrashing in her bonds out of the corner of her eye. The smirk on Miss Keys face also didn't go unnoticed. Miss Keys made her way to a chair and sat down. Emma watched as Miss Keys pointed to the spot in front of her. Emma moved forward but was told to get down and soon she crawled to Miss Keys.
Miss Keys lifted her heeled foot and had Emma kiss the bottom. Emma was then required to remove the heel and massage it her foot. Soon enough Miss Keys' stocking covered foot was in Emma’s mouth with her hands massaging what wasn't. Between the sounds of the paddle hitting Victoria's butt and Victoria's cries of pain, Emma started hearing moans from Miss Keys. She tried looking up at Miss Keys but the foot went deeper nearly causing her to gag.
Emma was broken out of her daydream when she heard, "You should change up what is going on over there before you take care of my other foot."
With Miss Keys' foot retracted, Emma was up and working to change the scene. Emma helped Victoria off the bed after rubbing her red swollen ass. She then removed the bindings that held Kit down before removing her hood. She then talked the three of them into the next scene.
Emma watched Victoria, back as Unworthy, crawl on the bed on all fours. Both Kit and Ophelia had put on strap-on harnesses. As Ophelia lubed up her strap-on, Kit came to Emma's side and knelt, hugging Emma's leg. Emma continued watching as Ophelia whispered in Victoria's ear, causing her to whimper. Soon after, Ophelia was lathering Victoria's tight backdoor with lube before climbing up behind her.
Subspace – Emma · Bound · Part 1 (1/2)
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