Surrounded by fluffy white bedding, I stretched awake. I turned and saw Riley in the door and she smiled at me. I immediately longed for her closeness.
She leisurely approached and reached out to my naked form. Her fingers barely outlined the translucent sheet which covered my breasts before making a slow s-pattern across my flat tummy. I arched my spine, longing to get closer to her caress. Her fingers crept lower and circled my mound. I whimpered softly, desperately wanting more, but her touch was gone. She grazed against my outer thigh before moving lower on my leg. She teased me and drove me crazy with incredible fervor.
When she reached my feet, she took the sheet in her grasp and pulled it from my skin with excruciating ease. My breath quickened as the cool air swept over me. My nipples hardened and I squirmed impatiently. When the sheet was fully drawn, she stood with it still clasped in her hand as she stared at the image before her in awe.
I held out my arms. "Kiss me." I whispered. Her gaze seeped deeply into mine as she accepted the invitation and moved closer. She bent over and leaned in to kiss me. I closed my eyes and waited... and waited.
*****
I woke and lifted my head. There was only the darkness of my cell, the little rectangle of light coming from the door, and the far off sound of a persistent drip. I sank back to the hard floor and tried to recall the dream, but it was gone.
The seam of my gown had torn clear up one side. I slipped my hand through the opening and grazed my belly. I imagined Riley's tender touch on my skin.
My hand moved to my breast as I explored the sensations of desire. I raised my gown to my neck and took hold of both breasts with increased enthusiasm. My eager touch kneaded my flesh and my arousal reignited. I drifted to my nipples and rolled them between my fingers. Squeezing gently, I made a small moan of pleasure. Alternating between breast and nipple, the tension grew and I became desperate for something more.
I freed my right hand and it crept to my tummy. My chastity belt was an unwelcome reminder of my submissive status but determined to stay in my mental escape, I began searching for entry with feverish desperation.
I opened my legs and contorted my spine but there was no way to create the space my fingers required. The unyielding object in me teased and tormented me until I collapsed in frustration. My breath slowed but my lustful needs did not.
Motivated by my desperation for the release, I moved to my hands and knees and began rocking my hips. The stimulation worked and I thrust back and forth faster. The climax was so close but still lagged. I righted myself. With knees apart, I straightened my spine and moved my hands to my ass cheeks, opening and closing them against the barrier between my legs with great vigor. I raised and lowered my bottom as rapidly as I could. My knees grated on the stone floor but I dismissed it and increased my speed.
The stiff rod shifted inside me with such power. The downward thrusts fully opened and closed my labia as the blood rushed between my legs to engorge and tighten my pussy. The upward thrusts slammed into a spot inside that sent shivers through me. Up and down I bounced as my breasts thrashed roughly. A frenzied huff was forced from my lungs with each achingly beautiful moment as sweat ran along my spine.
I squealed desperately as the ecstasy built. I closed my eyes and repeated Riley's words "Come for me, sweetheart." I whispered. The elation in my pussy was incredibly close, but not there yet. "Come on. Come!" I demanded. I worked myself harder and faster but I knew exhaustion would soon overtake me. "Come!!" I screamed. The barren walls of the basement echoed my demand. Nothing but cruel teasing followed.
I soon succumb to my defeat. Sulking, I returned to my bottom, driving the protrusion deep into my sensitive core. My muscles shuttered hard and goosebumps covered my skin as the crisp cell air began to cool me. I shivered and slowed my breath. My pussy throbbed and wept, disappointment at my concession.
The buzz in my head and the silence of the room soon returned. As my feet began to go numb, I shifted to my hip and pulled my legs around straight. Leaning against the far wall of my cell, I dropped my head and stared at the faint shadow on the ceiling.
The air passed over my knees and they began to sting. I bent my legs and hugged them tight. My knees were wet with warm blood which ran down my calves. "Fuck!" I moved again and positioned myself flat on my backside. The silence was broken by the return of the dripping and my eyes filled with the wetness of frustration and defeat.
*****
