A Cold Reminder

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This is my first story on Literotica, and probably the longest story I've written before. Please let me know if you like it! It's based heavily on my own fantasies.

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"Ellie. Ella.

Ella.

" Skylar's voice took on a sharper tone as Ella jolted awake in her seat. "As cute as you are when you sleep-" Skylar ran a hand through her hair - "you have another class to get to." Skylar couldn't blame her for falling asleep - finite state automata weren't her favourite either - but she just kept staying up late, playing games, being reckless with her studies.

Ella's eyes slowly blinked open behind the curtain of her long brown hair that had fallen over her face as she slept.

God

, Skylar loved those eyes. "Five more minutes," Ella whined. Skylar sighed, and let out a breath as Ella nuzzled her head into the side of her neck.

"Skylar. Can we just go home?" Ella gently nipped at Skylar's earlobe, running gentle kisses across her jawline. She bit her lip, looking up at her with pleading eyes.

"You can't avoid this teacher forever."

"I know. But I can today!"

"You have a C in his class."

"Which is a pass. Technically."

"You're insufferable." Skylar stood up and started stalking towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Ella was still stuck in her seat.

"Home. You're a big girl, you can make your own decisions." Skylar paused. A gleam entered her eye as she turned around to look at Ella hungrily. "If you aren't going to value schoolwork, though, there might be

consequences

."

Ella tried to put on a brave face, but she could feel herself getting excited thinking about what would happen to her. "I shouldn't tempt her," she thought, but her core was on fire. With an anxiously beating heart, she looked up into Skylar's stormy grey eyes.

"Maybe you should make me focus more."

She did end up going to class, though the teasingly menacing look on Skylar's face when she taunted her was far easier to focus on than

Fundamentals of Data Analysis

. The way her pupils dilated, like a predator just waiting for the prey it knew was secure. She was Skylar's, and they both knew it.

Walking home that evening - technically it was Skylar's apartment, but really, she was there more than her parents' house - Ella felt goosebumps rising across her arms from the cool November breeze. She shivered with anticipation, thoughts of what Skylar would do to her flitting through her head. By the time she softly knocked on the door, she could barely put one foot in front of the other. But as Skylar opened the door, sweeping her into a hug, all her thoughts vanished.

"Well? Was it worth it?" Skylar prodded.

"Hm?" Ella went stiff. They were doing this already? Was she mad? Oh my god, she was going to get tied down and beaten and reminded why she can't be so provocative lke tha--

"Ella. How was the class? You zoned out for a bit there."

Oh.

"F-fine." Ella paused. "Actually, no. It was boring and you made a mistake making me go. We could have been cuddling in the warm for the past hour, but my education is sooo important."

"Someone's hungry," Skylar remarked mildly.

"I- ugh. Maybe." She pouted.

"Come on. I made us chili."

Ella took a seat at the little table stuffed into the corner. She let out a breath of tension she didn't know she was holding in. Skylar started eating quietly, but Ella couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment.

"Sky?"

"Mmn?"

"I--" She took a sharp breath. "D-do I need to be punished? For my schoolwork?"

Skylar chuckled softly. "Oh, no. That would be getting away too easily." She leaned in. Ella felt like the air was being sucked out of the room. "You'll be a good girl for the next week, maybe two. But when that slips, when you start going back to your bad habits - well, what kind of a Mistress would I be if I didn't help convince you?" Suddenly switching off her pinning gaze, she quickly kissed Ella on the nose before picking up her spoon again.

Of course, Skylar was right. Ella worked hard, motivated by the threat of... whatever it was that Skylar could dream up in her clever, perverted, mind. But as the threat faded from her consciousness, she started to stay up later, skip classes more. Skylar watched with a gleam in her eye until one day, Ella woke up to the sound of the lock turning on the apartment door. She sleepily glanced at the clock.

Fuck.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Skylar teased after letting herself in to the apartment.

"Heyyy," Ella responded.

Please don't have noticed, please don't have noticed--

"I missed you during class today."

Damn it. "Oh, yeah, I had so much homework to do. Good thing I stayed behind to do it, right?" Memories of the threats made a few weeks ago were flooding back to her.

"Huh." Skylar scanned the apartment. "Right. You were doing homework."

"...Mhm!"

Skylar slowly sat on the bed, right above Ella's thighs. Ella wriggled nervously, but was pinned in place. "Are you sure there's nothing else you want to tell me, pet?" Skylar's tone had a hint of steel exposed.

"Um. I may have spent a bit too much time last night playing Minecraft."

"Yes?"

"And I might not have set my alarm."

"I think that seems accurate." Skylar paused to straddle Ella. "I'm proud of you for admitting that."

"I-" This was unexpected. The very close proximity to Skylar's beautiful lips wasn't helping her think clearly. "Thank you?"

"In fact," Skylar continued, "I think you deserve a reward for being so honest."

This had to be a trap. But Ella could feel that she probably wasn't getting out of this one. "Thank you, Mistress."

"Why don't you take a shower while I get changed?" It wasn't a request. By the time Ella stepped out of the bathroom, asshole sparkling with a bit of lube, Skylar was waiting on the bed holding some beautiful nylon ropes and a dark blue ribbon of cloth. "Towel off," she ordered. "Kneel on the bed for me." As Ella slowly dropped the towel, Skylar scanned her hungrily, from her long, soft hair, to her deep eyes, to her still-growing tits, and down to her little girlcock. As her girlfriend knelt on the bed, Skylar began to lick her girlcock in slow, teasing strokes, making Ella gasp slightly each time. Skylar ran gentle kisses up Ella's stomach, pausing to suck on her nipples until they were hard, and then continued towards the collarbone and neck before claiming her lips in a deep kiss.

Ella gasped. "Please, Mistress."

"Use your words, pet. You're going to tell how much you want this."

"Please. Please tie me to the bed, Mistress. Please tie me up so I can't move."

Skylar didn't need to be asked twice. Deftly, she wove cuffs around each hand and ankle, and firmly fastened them to the bed corners so that Ella was helpless on her back, gently tugging at each rope in turn.

"You're so beautiful, all tied up and helpless for me," Skylar breathed. She gently ran her fingers up Ella's sides, making her gasp and squirm. She gently squeezed Ella's boobs, before licking her thumbs and teasingly running them around Ella's sensitive little nipples. Unsuccessfully Ella tried to arch her chest up, wordlessly begging for the stimulation she was craving so badly. Gently, Skylar slipped the fabric over Ella's eyes.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

Skylar giggled. "Blindfolding you. What did you think this was for?"

"But-" Ella's protests were cut short as Skylar, having tied the blindfold, started firmly sucking on Ella's nipples. Ella moaned and thrashed against her restraints at the combination of pleasure and overstimulation. She felt the fire in her crotch grow in intensity, begging to be touched, until suddenly-

"Skylar? Where did you go?"

"Oh, I'm just grabbing a glass of water." Skylar's calm voice was a shock to Ella's burning need. She thrashed hard, but couldn't stimulate herself at all.

"Really? Is this the time?"

"Mhm! Unless there's something else you want me to do."

"I- seriously? Fuck me!"

"Impatient, aren't we?" Skylar wasn't able to hide the teasing in her voice. "You know what, I think I'm going to take some time to get a start on my homework. For the class you missed today."

That would be the trap. Great. Ella groaned. "Okay, I get it. I've learned my lesson."

"I don't have a clue what you mean." Skylar was definitely smiling now, Ella thought. "I wouldn't want you to get too bored though, so how about this?"

"How about wha--!" Ella felt smooth silicone slipping into her ass. It started buzzing, slowly, agonizingly, working its way up and up until an eternity later, Ella was gasping, pleading for it to take her over the edge.

The vibrator stopped. "Well, that seems like a good start," Skylar said brightly. Ella wanted to scream. She was so close, and Skylar had just stopped it right before she finally got some relief.

"Please", she groaned. Her head was all fuzzy, she couldn't see anything. All she wanted was to cum. "Please, just five more minutes."

"You want the vibrator back?" Skylar confirmed. "Okay." She walked away. The vibrator started up again - on its slowest setting.

"Goddamn it Skylar come back and let me cu--OW!" A sharp smack to the inside of her thigh interrupted her barrage. "What was that f--mmgh!" Another smack hit, on the other leg this time. Ella pouted, clenching her mouth closed.

Skylar patted her hair. "Wow, you learn so quickly, don't you?"

Ella kept her stoic silence, waiting for another hit to land. Eventually, the vibrator started ramping up again, and Ella learned that apparently groans and moans were okay.

Time passed, with Ella growing increasingly more desperate for release. She could hear Skylar stalking around, sometimes rattling in the kitchen, sometimes prowling next to the bed on soft feet.

It was too overwhelming. Ella could barely think, every thought melting away into her frantic need for an orgasm. The threat of being slapped again couldn't stop her pleas from tumbling past her lips; "Skylar. Please. I need to- pleasepleaseplease please. please. let me cum. please. I can't take this I need it I need--aah!" She had been braced for a thigh swat, but completely unprepared for the drop of liquid that landed between her breasts. "Are you

drooling

on me?"

Skylar stayed quiet, letting Ella feel her helplessness, not even being able to see what was happening to her. Skylar's tongue descended to Ella's chest, licking up her sternum, between her breasts, up her neck, and over her chin, before she forced it inside her captive's mouth in a sudden kiss of dominance. Ella kissed back hard, moaning in frustration as Skylar continued to deprive her of the release she so desperately wanted. With one last flick of her tongue, Skylar drew back, leaving Ella gasping for air. Finally, she broke her silence.

"Have we learned our lesson, sweetheart?" she asked teasingly.

"Yes, Mistress," Ella gasped. "But please, I need to--oh, come on!" Skylar had started gently placing ice cubes across Ella's chest, firmly pressing them into her nipples. "I-- please, I need -- mnghh, I can feel them swelling -- please, please, I need to cum!"

Skylar pulled the ice lower, trailing down Ella's stomach until it rested against the top of her girlcock. Ella felt Skylar gently licking up her shaft, before something started to tighten around the base of her girlcock. Ella's breath caught. "Wait, wait --

Yellow

." Skylar froze.

"What is it, sweetheart?" She moved closer and wrapped her arms around Ella's waist, the scene forgotten for the moment. Ella was shaking.

"You know penetration is a limit for me. I'm not wearing a-- I can't- I'm not going to-" she fell silent, trying to catch her breath. Determined, she spoke again. "I can't wear a cock ring." The words felt disgusting in her mouth.

Skylar pulled her tighter. "Sweetheart, I would never do that to you. It's not that, okay? Do you want me to take the blindfold off?"

Ella started to relax again, although she realized quickly how much her panic had distracted her from the burning need in her core. "No. It's okay." she sighed. "I trust you."

"Okay." Skylar started moving again, lifting herself over Ella to suck on her rock-hard nipples, still frozen from the ice that had been on them. Doubts assured, Ella quickly fell back into subspace and was soon back to her urgent pleas. Skylar, as usual, seemed unaffected. "You keep saying that you need to cum." She started pressing an ice cube into the head of Ella's girlcock, causing her to moan with all the mixed stimulation. "How badly do you really need it?"

"So badly," Ella breathed.

"Hmm. Badly enough to attend school?"

"Are you seriously trying to make a deal with me?"

"Mhm," Skylar responded. She started to punctuate her words with little flicks to Ella's nipples. "A full week of attendance... for a nice - flick! - satisfying - flick! - orgasm."

Ella gasped with pleasure, sinking into the fantasy. She had always wanted this, her pleasure dependant on the whims and opinions of her loving Mistress. But the last spark of brattiness had yet to escape her body, and before she could stop herself, she taunted Skylar. "What's to stop me from masturbating, then?"

A soft, metallic click sounded in the room. Ella hadn't noticed how much her girlcock had shrunk as Skylar held the ice on it while they were talking, but she certainly noticed how little room it had to expand now.

"Does that answer your question, dearest?" Skylar asked. She pulled off Ella's blindfold, and her eyes quickly got used to the dim room. Ella looked down her body, past her chest arching in arousal, past her stomach, with her eyes finally landing on the little cage of stainless steel imprisoning her clit. Skylar leaned over to kiss her on the mouth. They looked into each other's eyes. "Well?" she asked. "Do we have a deal?"

Ella pulled gently on the ropes tying her down to the bed. She breathed deeply, feeling the horniness that - now - was guaranteed to stay for at least a week. She bit her lip.

"Deal."