CHAPTER 7: SUSPENSE
Tina finished her shift at the café-imaginarium feeling like a rock star. She had served drinks and waited tables and swept floors like any common laborer back in the human world would have. But before that shift started, she had found a power inside her she'd never even dreamt of wielding. In the back rooms of the café she had worn a bright green strap on and confidently, powerfully fucked two different women who had voluntarily been bound in reverse gloryholes. She had pounded them into moaning oblivion and in so doing found herself awakening. She had felt like a queen. A goddess. After that, she had felt more confident and alive than ever in her life. Even sweeping floors didn't shake that feeling.
When she got home, to her new home with Roxy and Renic, the glow of the lights inside the cottage were warm and inviting. As she walked toward the lemon colored cottage, fatigue from the last several days filled her muscles and pulled her downward. She couldn't wait to lie down in a dark room and remember the afternoon she'd had. She thought about drawing a bath and pleasuring herself to the memory. The echoes in her mind of the men applauding her afterward, the sounds the women made as she filled them with her cock, the moans and the begging made her smile to even recall. As she thought on those sounds, she heard something similar coming from inside.
Her hosts and new roommates were a man and woman who were in love. Roxy and Renic were strange to Tina, even more so than the others she had met in the Faewilde. They were artistic, eccentric, and really open with their sexuality - as most Fae's seemed to be, but they were halfbreeds. Renic, who was half human, had slick black hair that shined even with no light. His pale skin was brightened by the faint glow of his purple eyes. His arms were covered in various tattoos that Tina had not bothered to learn yet but each time she saw them, they seemed almost like an armor over his skin of fine black lines creating feelings of strength and solidity more so than any picture.
His partner Roxy was a kitsune, a beautiful slight fae woman with subtle fox-like features. Most notably her pointed ears and cute little nose. They had been kind and hospitable and when Tina last left them they were cuddling in a hammock enjoying the afternoon sun, like a sweet romantic couple in a hallmark movie. What Tina saw when she came home that night, was nothing like a hallmark movie.
Roxy's tight little body was suspended from the ceiling in bright red ropes tied around her hips, thighs, shoulders, belly, and chest. Her arms were tightly bound with several layers keeping them fixed to her sides. She could move her hands but not her arms. Her knees were bent, keeping her feet just above her thighs and her legs were spread open by the taught lines. The ropes binding her were intricately wrapped and fixed around her body to hold her strongly in place as she dangled four feet from the ground hanging from a steel hook in the ceiling. Though she was covered in ropes strategic parts of her body were left completely exposed.
Red strands looped in layers like bands of scarlet silk covered her from shoulders to the very top of her breasts, criss crossing in X shapes around her back. Her tits were squeezed by the ropes and tugged further down by gravity and the small silver clamps pinching her nipples and hanging freely in the air.
The scarlet bands around her hips and thighs left intentional gaps where her skin was allowed to squeeze through, spilling over the ropes in deliciously supple softness.
All that rope, dozens and dozens of yards, and none of it was allowed to hide or obscure her most intimate parts. Her big round butt cheeks were surrounded in rope and squeezed like they were meant to be put on display. Her wet, swollen, pink pussy was in full view by somber candle light all around the room. She had melted wax that was drying in lines on her inner thighs and bright pink handprints on her supple bottom. She was blindfolded in a black silk covering and she had not reacted in the slightest to Tina coming in the room.
Tina stood frozen in the doorway. All her time in the Faewilde and still, she kept finding new ways to realize how little she knew about sex. She was mesmerized. But whereas her first encounters had scared her as much as they aroused her, now it was an enticing curiosity. And appetizing aroma that made her want to step inside the bakery and sample all the tasty treats. She stood, eyes fixed on the ornament of sexy fox, and watched.
Renic emerged from the hallway behind the bound woman wearing only a fishnet shirt that clung to his pectoral muscles and obscured the lines of his tattoos. Below the waist, he wore tight black shorts that barely hid the bulge of his half swollen member. They were short, barely coming down past his hips and Tina wondered why he bothered wearing anything at all. As she thought on it, she realized her inner thoughts were a complaint. She had seen him naked the night before and felt robbed by that thin layer of fabric hiding his manhood now.
Renic was carrying a cup of water in one hand and metal object in the other. He set whatever the metal shape was down on a table behind Roxy and then walked around to where her head was. He held the cup and placed a straw inside and asked, "Are you feeling thirsty, my love?"
Roxy groaned, "mmm, yes sir."
"Would you like to earn a sip?"
"Yes."
He cleared his throat and reached to something tucked inside the ropes above Roxy and Tina didn't recognize it at first. A small black handle with what looked like a dozen strands of soft braided leather that were a deep purple that looked almost like a horse's tale. Without warning, Renic swung the strands of leather down on Roxy's back, then he flipped it slightly in his hand and came back down on her at a new angle, swatting her in X shapes. She let out soft breathy moans with each hit. Renic's long reaching were arms able to strike her shoulders, then her lower back, and finally swatting her exposed and tender bottom. Tina noted the lines of muscles on her arms, like miniature mountain ranges rippled down to his large masculine hands. She sensed the power behind the whip and both pitied and envied the tiny woman on the other end of it.
Renic was not striking hard though, no cracking sound came, but the onslaught of sensation, the unexpected impact seemed to take Roxy by storm. She was moaning, her body tensing and she began to plead wordlessly while her lover tormented her with the flogger. "Please...what?" He finally asked.
Roxy caught her breathe after the flogging stopped, her body swaying in the ropes like a piñata dangling for Renic's enjoyment. "Please...sir. Please, sir, may I have a sip?"
Renic set the flogger down and with one hand peeled the black fabric from around his now fully swollen cock and he brought the tip of it to Roxy's chin. The woman hungrily opened her mouth to suck him in and the man reached down and pulled her head up by the hair saying, "Ah ah, not without permission."
Roxy pouted and nodded.
"Kiss it and ask again."
Roxy pursed her lips and tenderly, lovingly, worshipfully, kissed the head of Renic's dick. Asking with one word in between each kiss, "Please, sir, may, I, have, a, sip."
Renic stepped back and tucked his rod back into his shorts and Tina unconsciously whimpered in protest. The man brought the straw to Roxy's lips and told her to, "Suck."
Roxy, dehydrated from whatever games had been played before Tina arrived, gulped down the entire glass of water without even pausing to breathe. When the cup was empty she gasped and breathed in hard like she'd been drowning.
Renic then set the cup down and slowly moved behind Roxy as the woman asked, "Where did you go?"
Renic smiled and only answered by spanking her ass cheeks, once on each side. Then squeezing the cheeks. Then, unsatisfied with the amount of contact, he leaned over and bit into her bottom making the fox whimper in delight. Leaving faint white teeth marks in each cheek.
He took up the metal object and now Tina could see it was a metal hook with a ball shape at the edge instead of a point. The long end of the hook ended with a loop and Tina didn't understand what she was seeing. Renic took a small glass vial that Tina recognized as the bubblegum lube from the night before and he lathered the ball at the end of the hook in it then rubbed what was left on his finger between Roxy's freshly bit butt cheeks.
He said in a low rumbling voice, "Do you remember what to say if you need me to slow down?"
Roxy nodded.
