"The female psyche is inherently self--sufficient. I think women are maybe more comfortable, or women are able to find physical beauty in each other that doesn't terrify them."
--Laura Marling
CHAPTER 16
I was in a whirl of haze and shock. I was totally floored that a female dominant bid on me and won, much less the fact that it was Miss M! I was expecting a man!
A thousand thoughts raced through my head all at once as I imperceptibly shook my head in disbelief. What had I gotten myself into? Is it too late to back out now? What would everyone here think of me if I did? If I didn't back out, what was she going to make me do? Was this going to be like the time with Ms. Oeaux? Would she just do things to me, as I had agreed with Ms. Oeaux? Well, I had no such agreement here. Maybe I should have told them that only men could bid on me. Could I have even done that? What if this was more about her, and I had to do things to her? Was I ready for that? Could I really do it? Was I allowed to use a safe word to stop everything? If I stopped it, what would happen to all the money that was supposed to go to charity? As all of these questions and more went through my mind, and I felt even more fearful and nervous. What was I going to do??
Breaking my thoughts, I felt Ms. M come up behind me. Her hands touched my waist on each side, right at the top of my hips, before moving forward and down my thighs. She slid her hands down almost to my knees before moving them upward again. This time she snaked her hands around to the front of my thighs, still being behind me, moving to the inner part of my thighs, lightly touching the skin as her hands rode upward, approaching my underwear and the soft, sensitive skin of the inside of my thighs at the juncture between my legs.
I remained still, frozen in my own indecision. What's more, though, is that I realized that I didn't have much choice at the moment. The cuffs held my arms overhead and the spreader bar kept my legs apart and rigid. I hadn't had a chance to prepare myself for any of this, since I was really expecting a man. However, I couldn't lie to myself, as what she was doing definitely felt good. It made me feel kind of tingly all over. I had no idea where this would lead or how far she would want this to go, but for now, I decided to go with it and see what would happen, to at least give it a try.
She continued rubbing my inner thighs, snaking her thumbs between my legs, right at the seam where my underwear met the skin, moving her thumbs right along that track. I could feel Miss M pressing against me, from behind me, her chest pressing against my back. She moved her head over my shoulder, her mouth close to my ear.
"You look ravishing, dear," she told me.
"Thank you, Miss M," I responded. My voice cracked and broke, since I hadn't spoken for quite a while, not to mention that I was nervous as hell.
"You sound hesitant, Elizabeth. Are you?" she asked.
"Well, Miss M, to be honest, I wasn't expecting a woman to win the auction. The thought never entered my mind." My voice cracked less, but I was still just as nervous.
"And how do you feel about that now, Elizabeth, knowing a woman owns you for the night? Knowing that woman is me." After she said that, she moved her head and placed her lips on my neck, kissing me gently a few times, then letting her mouth linger, just barely touching my skin. She opened her mouth ever so slightly and her tongue touched me softly on my neck. She moved her tongue slowly, traveling up my neck, her hand moving my hair to the side, exposing the side of my face, till she was just behind my jaw by my right ear. Her mouth and tongue worked its similar magic there, and it felt so very sensual.
While she touched me with her mouth like that, her hands did not remain still. She pulled them up from between my legs to each side of the underwear I was wearing, hooked a thumb in each side, and pulled them downward, but only a few inches. This had the effect of exposing more of the skin along my hips and bottom in the back, and just above my mound in the front. One hand moved away and behind me where I couldn't see, then returned, but something was different. Her hands gathered on my left side as she pulled the left edge of the panties away from my body. I heard a snip and felt the fabric loosen. She had apparently used something to cut the underwear on that side. She repeated this on my right side as I felt the fabric fall down and away from me, in both the front and back. She pulled and the panties came free from me. She tossed them somewhere behind me that I couldn't see.
As she grasped my now nude lower body at the hips, she moved her head and kissed my earlobe, before sucking it into her mouth. Her hands returned to each side of my legs, again moving to that point just between my legs where my mound thighs met. Her thumbs pushed into my skin, moving up and down in the juncture right between my legs, not yet touching my mound, just remaining and rubbing at that soft and tender spot just below my mound, right on my inner thighs.
"Feeling good now, dear?" she asked.
"That feels wonderful, Miss M," I responded, my voice coming out softly, lost in the sensual feeling she was bringing out of me. Responding in that tone definitely told her more than my words alone.
"I'm glad you like it, dear," she whispered into my ear. She continued to lick and suck on my ear, then she moved back to my neck and shoulders. She had me turn my head so she could reach my other ear. Since my arms were tied and stretched above my head, it made it awkward for her to reach all the places she wanted to touch and kiss on my head and neck. Her hands weren't still either. As her mouth worked on the skin on my neck, she used the back of her fingernails to trace down over my hips, up and down the sides of my body, over my stomach and abdomen, even over the cheeks of my bottom. She did this is a soft and tender manner, like a sensual massage, but with a faint touch. It did wonders to both relax and excite me.
As her hands came up over my stomach, she moved them closer to my chest. She cupped underneath my breasts, then one hand moved behind my back to unhook my bra. It fell forward, loose, but not completely off of me. I heard her pick something up and a familiar slicing sound as the straps behind me were cut, causing the bra to fall to the floor.
"Mmmmmm, there ... that will do nicely," she said, cooing again in my ear. She left my garter and stockings in place, at least for now. Her lips almost never left my skin as she moved lower, kissing my neck before moving up and down my back. I couldn't have resisted this, even if I were untethered, and I'm not sure I would have even wanted to.
She stopped kissing me and backed up, walking away from me a bit. I heard her unhooking something and I felt my arms lower, though not fully letting them drop to my sides. She had loosened the restraints and my arms lowered so that they made an almost 'U' shape. When she returned, she kissed my neck again and moved her hands to each of my breasts. She began massaging them and playing with my nipples, which became very hard. She again was soft and sensual with the way she did things. Though I was expecting her to become harder and more rough any minute, she never did.
