This story contains lesbian sex, edging, orgasm denial, teasing, bondage, humiliation, and a sexual act in a public space. All characters are 21+ and enthusiastic participants. Any resistance is intended as part of their play, and done with a safeword.
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Ellie woke up with her hands between her legs, rubbing at the belt. Her other hand was up her shirt and circling her nipples, which were completely hard. She had been dreaming. She shuddered with need as the previous two days came back to her. Based on how mercilessly Jen had teased her last night, she knew it would probably be a long time before she had permission to come.
Her pussy was hot and tingling. She climbed out of bed and tried to squeeze her fingers around the edges of the belt, to no avail. She whimpered softly as she fell to her knees with both hands between her legs, pushing at the metal. She looked over at Jen, still sound asleep in her boxers and nothing else. She was lying on her stomach, and Ellie's eyes went to her perfect ass. She thought about how good it would feel if Jen were to grind it against her. Just a tiny bit of rubbing along with the attention from Jen would surely make her explode. Then her eyes traveled up Jen's body, and she saw the chain on the back of her neck.
Ellie stepped back over to the bed and leaned in to look. Jen never wore necklaces, and certainly not to bed. Ellie had a hope for what it was, but she wasn't sure. Very carefully, she reached out and touched it. Jen didn't stir. Slowly, gently, Ellie took the chain between her fingers and rotated it around. Jen still did not wake up. Ellie got to the side with the key. She looked from it to her chastity belt. There was nothing else it could possibly be.
Jen wasn't going to give her an orgasm anytime soon. Jen was going to tease her until she swore not to misbehave again, then keep teasing her until she couldn't take another second, and then keep teasing her just for the hell of it. But the key would let her give herself that release. That was the only way she could make it through another day of Jen's edging punishments, and she was too desperate to even consider leaving it be.
She would almost certainly be able to get it all back in place before Jen woke up, and even if she couldn't, it would barely matter as long as she got to come. She didn't know what Jen would do to her if she was caught, but there was no time to consider that.
Ellie silently removed the key from her girlfriend's neck. She saw Jent take an unusually deep breath and she paused, but her eyes remained shut. She was giddy as she shoved the key into its spot--but it didn't turn. It wouldn't go any further in. She tried turning it the other way, but it wouldn't budge. Then she removed it and tried again. She tried a third time. Nothing.
She was starting to worry, trying desperately to get it open and finally relieve the pressure between her legs. The anticipation of a little touching had built it up to an unbearable level. She whimpered, frantically pounding the key against the belt, when she heard Jen laugh.
She dropped the key in surprise and froze in place.
"You are unbelievable, baby. I thought you were finally starting to learn that it's not worth it for you to disobey me." Jen said.
Ellie looked over to her as she felt a rush of heat both in her cheeks and between her legs. She was red in the face, and despite her efforts, her hands were back on the metal belt. "It..it didn't work!" she said pitifully.
"I guess that means you're stuck. Serves you right for trying to disobey me again." Jen said. She waited a moment to watch Ellie start shaking her head, and then she continued. "I'm kidding, honey. Of course it didn't work. It's the key to the basement. The keyhole isn't even functional, I have to unlock it from my phone. I just wanted to see if you had really learned your lesson or if I needed to punish you more. Clearly, I do."
Ellie tried to protest, but Jen just looked at her sympathetically. Of course, Ellie always had her safeword if the games stopped being fun for her, but she wanted to see what Jen thought she deserved now.
"I'm sorry, baby, but I have to find a way to make you listen. Oh, come here, it's OK." She said, pulling Ellie onto her lap.
Jen put her arms around Ellie's waist, and Ellie immediately tried to hump Jen's thigh. It clearly just made her more frustrated, so Jen didn't stop her. She rubbed Ellie's back soothingly as Ellie clung to her desperately and started to whimper again. She began to grind harder and hid her face against Jen's shoulder.
"Poor thing," Jen whispered. "If it's so hard for you already, it's only going to get worse when I put the vibrator in. You have a very long day ahead of you."
Ellie slumped into Jen at the mention of the vibrator. She pulled back and looked at Jen pleadingly.
"Jen, I can't have another day with the vibrator, please! I'm already--"
"One more word and I'll tie you to a chair, put the toy in you, invite our friends over, and spend the rest of the day passing the remote around to see how long it takes for you to tire yourself out and stop trying to change my mind," Jen said, cutting her off. That sounded like a pretty great deal to Ellie, but she kept her mouth shut for the time being.
Jen handcuffed Ellie to the bookcase so that she wouldn't be able to touch herself when she took the belt off. Ellie watched Jen slip the fully charged vibrator in, barely breathing. She shuddered as Jen's fingers made contact with her folds, just for a moment. Involuntarily, she rubbed her thighs together, before Jen shoved the belt back into place and locked it again.
Jen turned the toy onto the lowest setting to make sure it was working. Ellie gasped and doubled over, pulling at her handcuffs. The evil thing was buzzing against her helpless clit and inside her. Jen felt herself getting soaked as she watched Ellie struggle. She pressed herself against Ellie and gently rolled her nipples between her fingers. Ellie cried out and tried to grab onto Jen, but she was still handcuffed.
"Does that feel nice, sweetheart?" Jen asked.
"Yes, more--Mmmh! Stop teasing me. Ah! Please..."
"What's wrong? Do you need another ruined orgasm?" Jen asked.
"No! No, no, no, please!" Ellie begged, trying to squirm away as if she had any control over whether Jen would actually do it.
"Don't worry, baby," Jen said soothingly, without taking her hands off Ellie's tits. "Be a good girl, and maybe I'll just stick to edging today. Maybe, if you're really good. How does that sound?"
Ellie groaned in a combination of unbearable need and pleasure as Jen continued to mockingly comfort her. With the vibrator, she was inconsolable. Jen didn't want to accidentally make Ellie come, so she set the vibrator to a pattern that would only give her a couple seconds of stimulation at a time. With Ellie's pussy securely trapped with the vibrator, Jen removed the handcuffs.
"I'm bringing you some breakfast, and you can use the bathroom if you need. Then we're going to take a little walk together," Jen told her. It was obvious when the vibrator started up again. Ellie stumbled and her breath caught. Jen caught her and kept her upright.
"You might want to work on that. In case there are people around. You might get stuck in a conversation with someone." Jen said.
"You wouldn't do that to me!" Ellie said.
"I absolutely would."
"But you'll make me embarrass myself!" Ellie argued.
"That's the goal. If you're embarrassed by that, you shouldn't have tried to steal the key," Jen said. "But if we do talk to someone while I edge you and you change your mind, the safeword during the walk is 'sun.' You can always make a comment about the weather to someone you're talking to. But if you want a break from the vibrator, squeeze my hand twice. If I think you deserve a break, I'll give you one, and you'll pay for it when we get home. Do you understand?"
"What do I have to do when we get home?" Ellie asked.
"You'll find out when we get home, but I'll give you some advice. It's going to make you beg and scream for me to have mercy on you. So be careful how many breaks you ask for." Jen said.
Ellie was intrigued. She made a mental note to ask for at least one break.
Fortunately for Ellie, it was pretty empty that morning. Jen didn't let that stop her from making full use of the vibrator. It only took a couple of minutes for Ellie to start stumbling. Pretty soon she had to sit down, but Jen pulled her right back up onto her shaking legs.
"Part of your punishment is that you have to keep walking no matter what state your pussy is in," Jen whispered.
Ellie bit her lip and tried to focus on her steps, but it was nearly impossible. It seemed as good a time as any to ask for her break. She squeezed Jen's hand twice, and Jen looked at her with excitement. She turned the toy off and kept walking with a satisfied look on her face.
After a couple of minutes, it resumed. This time Jen only had the part inside her buzzing most of the time, but it didn't pause. It would be hard for Ellie to finish without anything on her clit, but her body responded just as quickly and just as obviously. Her hips bucked into the air and she grabbed handfuls of her skirt, her mouth dropping open. Jen pulled her forward, making her keep up the pace. Ellie knew someone might see them, so she did everything she could to look normal, but she couldn't help it. Her hips jerked again, against her will. Then again. She whimpered with embarrassment as she watched her lower body start to hump the air and could do nothing to stop it.
She squeezed Jen's hand twice, but Jen just continued to stand there and watch her with amusement.
"Please, Jen, help," Ellie pleaded, "please, before someone sees us!"
"If you don't want anyone to see you making that obscene movement, you'd better get a hold of yourself," Jen told her.
Ellie looked around frantically as her hips kept moving. She needed somewhere to hide. She saw a bush, an empty bench, and to her horror, a familiar woman headed in their direction. She was still a good distance away, but Ellie was pretty sure it was Jen's friend and their neighbor, Alex. Fuck. The shrub would have to serve as a hiding spot until she either regained control of herself or convinced Jen to give her a break.
Ellie fell to her knees as she made her way to it, and had to crawl the last few feet behind it. Jen followed her. As soon as she was out of sight, both hands flew to her pussy. She knew she had no hope of touching herself through the belt, but the urge to rub at herself was like a reflex. She was so desperate with need that she couldn't pull her hands away.
"Oh, baby, what's the matter?" Jen asked. We have to get on with our walk." Her voice was sweet but a little mocking.
"Jen, please, turn it off!"
"Are you asking for a break?" Jen asked, and offered her hand.
Ellie squeezed it twice. "Yes, please! A break." She whined.
Jen laughed. "No. Not yet." She said simply.
"No, please, why not?"
"Because bad girls have to learn what happens when they try to sneak an orgasm. The more you try to take control of your pussy, the bigger of a problem I'll make it for you. Is that clear?" Jen said.
