I tried to focus on Darius, who was seated behind me, out of my field of view. I imagined it was him who had restrained me, and he was going to lavish affection on me as he had done so many times. I thought about him caressing my breasts, pushing them together so that he could lick both of my nipples at the same time. I began to drift as thoughts the heat rising in my body as he flogged my legs and back, filling me with delicious warmth and a gentle sting clouded my mind's eye. I was back in his bed, wrists and ankles bound together as he cuddled me through the night, denying me release until morning. As the sun rose, he would bring me to climax again and again until I weakly squeaked out my safe word.
My captor must have noticed my shift in demeanor. She snapped her fingers twice in my face.
"No, no. None of that. I want you present. Focus on me and nothing else. You try to escape into your head again and promise you, you will not be able to sit for a week."
"Yes, Mistress, I'm sorry." I lowered my head and took a deep breath. After a moment, I looked up. "Let me please you, Mistress."
Without a word, Susan turned on her heal and strode off toward her play bag. I saw her grab a few items but the only thing I could identify was a wand. I shivered and pulled at my restraints; I did not want to get free I just wanted to make sure they would hold when I inevitably started thrashing.
She placed a large dildo on my thigh, simply to free her hands, and draped a chain around her neck. At the ends of the chain hung two mean looking nipple clamps. My eyes followed them as they swayed against her cleavage.
"Oh yes, fucktoy, those are for you. But first, I think that slutty little nub between your legs needs some attention." She whispered in my ear and placed the wand against my clit using a bit of duct tape, on the chair, to hold it in place. "A low setting to begin with, I think."
She flipped the switch on the wand, and it came to life buzzing strongly, I began to moan and writhe immediately, we were not beginning with the lowest setting. She watched me for a few moments then took my nipples between her fingers. She worked them slowly and firmly until they stood out stiffly against my pale skin. She pinched them twice and then attached the first clip.
"Ah!" my back arched at the sensation, forcing my breasts up and Susan quickly attached the second clamp. "Mistress, please! It hurts!"
"Oh, I know fucktoy. I know it hurts. Especially when I do this." She gave the chain connecting my tortured nipples a hard tug and I screamed out. In that moment she forced the dildo, she had initially placed on my lap, into my mouth. "Suck on it, bitch. Give it the best blowjob you can."
She began to work the large phallus in and out of my mouth, each time getting closer and closer to my throat. My only saving grace was the wand between my legs which kept pushing my arousal higher.
She ran a free hand down my body and flicked the clamps causing me to gasp around the cock in my mouth. She used the opportunity to press the dildo deeper into my throat. I gagged slightly but my training with Darius had prepared me to take a wide array of sizes. She giggled at me and turned her head over her shoulder.
"Darius, you've made this one cock hungry, haven't you?"
"I have given her the necessary training to please me, Susan, nothing more." Darius' voice was a soothing balm to me.
"Let's test the training further."
Susan adjusted her grip on the dildo and forced it to the hilt down my throat. I swallowed hard willing it down and sucked deep. I was rewarded with a sharp tug at my nipples and the setting on the wand turned up to maximum. My body went ridged as I came hard, screaming around the cock down my throat.
"That's one!" called out Susan gleefully. "Don't you dare stop." She started to quickly fuck my mouth and throat, alternating between flicking and pulling on my nipple chain. All the while the wand continued to vibrate quickly drawing me to orgasm after orgasm. My sight was clouded by tears and spit covered my face and neck. I couldn't stop shaking and moaning, making sounds that ceased resemble my voice.
Susan, had failed to give me the ability to safe word. No bell in my hand, no way to speak, I was trapped and soon the panic began to set it.
It all came to a head when she took hold of the chain connecting the clamps and wrenched them from my chest. I screamed once at the shock and again as the sensation of pins and needles mixed with fire filled my breasts.
As the corners of my vision darkened, and I felt myself spinning in place, the dildo was pulled from my mouth. I took several deep quaking breaths as deft fingers pulled the wand away from my clit and I heard it clatter to the floor. I kept my eyes crossed, trying to pull myself together and my mouth was taken by soft feminine lips. They held me there and I felt hands gently caressing my nipples, soothing them.
The kiss was broken, and I heard a kind female voice coo into my ear. "You did so well, Molly. I am so proud of you." I opened my eyes at saw Susan gazing down at me. "Your devotion to those who control you and your willingness to suffer for them is so beautiful. You are so beautiful."
She leaned down and uncuffed my wrists and ankles, massaging them each in turn.
"Th- thank you, Mistress."
"When you've recovered a bit, I want you to call me Susan. I would love for us to be friends." She smiled, placing light kisses on my shoulders.
"I- think I would like that too, Mistress." My voice was tiny. Susan sat on the floor in front of me and opened her arms.
"Come here, precious Molly."
I slid off the chair and into her warm embrace. She held me close and smoothed my hair out of my face. As I rested my head against her chest, I felt a strong masculine body slide up beside me. Master was there. My hero.
As we leaned back to lay on the floor, I let the tears flow. I sobbed into my domme's cleavage, Darius lovingly kissed my hair, and Susan whispered all the sweetest things to me. We lay like that until my tears had dried up and I was myself again.
Master helped me to sit up and I looked at Susan, she looked so small sitting there on the floor, her eyes held some unspoken worry.
"Listen, Molly. You can hate me if you would like to. I know I said some terrible things to you-" I cut her off with a loud laugh.
"Holy shit." I giggled. "That was amazing. Can we do it again? Not tonight, I mean but.... Master can I? Mistress can we?"
Our laughter echoed off the walls and no doubt spilled into the bar area of the lounge.
"You, my little cherub, are truly one in a million." Said Darius hooking a finger around my collar and pulling me in for a kiss.
