Edged

"So wait a minute. Tara is a sub, too?" Layla chuckled.

Emma had texted her when she returned home with the last selfie she owed her.

Layla had called her right away and Emma told her all about the evening.

"Well she said, that she is a switch, but I don't see her bossing Carmen around. They occasionally go to this BDSM club and said we should join them some time," Emma explained.

"Hmm a club sounds interesting. Do you want to try that?" Layla asked.

"Um yeah, I guess, I mean why not? Tara said they have good cocktails" Emma grinned.

"I was actually picturing you on the floor at my feet where you can watch me enjoy the incredible cocktails," Layla hummed.

Emma bit her lip feeling a warm tingle in her tummy unable to say anything.

"Emma? You still there? You know I wouldn't expect anything you feel uncomfortable with," Layla said softly.

"No, no don't worry, I know...I mean the thought is exciting," Emma clarified.

"Exciting hm?"

"Yes, the thought of other people watching...Carmen made Tara kneel in front of her and slapped her... I couldn't help but imagine how I'd feel in a similar situation."

"And how did you feel walking around with our little secret all day?" Layla asked curiously.

"I was so horny all day. Seriously, I was so close to masturbating in that empty office at work. I could not focus for shit and I got in trouble with my boss. You really have to make up for that," Emma said cheekily.

"Oh do I now? Don't worry I'd buy Brown's before they get you fired."

"Ha, and then you'd be my boss and torture me even more."

"Now I'm really considering it," Layla joked: "I could just keep you under my desk all day, having you pleasure me."

"Stop it, please, or I will really start touching myself."

"Aww my poor girl can't take a little bit of waiting. Well go ahead touch yourself," Layla said.

"Um I wasn't joking. I don't remember the last time being that horny."

"I figured. Go ahead."

"So you won't punish me?"

"Oh I will for your bratty behaviour this morning, but for now I am allowing you to touch yourself."

"Wow, thanks, that is... unexpected..." Emma said grinning.

"Well I might be cruel, but I have my moments" Layla laughed: "Now be good and give me a nice show."

Layla switched to the video mode, smiling at Emma. Emma quickly ran her fingers through her hair before she turned the camera on herself. She was only wearing a comfortable top and shorts after she had undressed for Layla's picture. Layla was already under the covers only showing her shoulders and the straps of a lace top.

"As good as you look in that, I prefer you naked" Layla mused her green eyes running over the small screen.

"Stripping on camera. I was warned that this might happen when I move to a big city," Emma joked and Layla chuckled.

Emma pulled her top of, groping her own boobs.

"Uh slow down there, I can't see properly" Layla interrupted.

"Sorry I'm still a newbie at this" Emma grinned and repositioned her phone.

She softly pulled on her nipples until they were rock hard. She removed her pants but did not bother to change the camera perspective.

"Emma..." Layla said warningly.

Emma moaned smirking at the dark haired woman.

"You will regret that" Layla said sternly: "Put me between your legs. I want to see everything."

"Ah come on, I was just joking around," Emma said winking as she put the phone between her legs.

"You are to behave, not to joke around" Layla said in a strict voice but she looked more than satisfied with her new view.

Emma spread her legs widely, and Layla was able to see the glistening folds and even get a look at the butt plug.

"Hmm sexy. Now touch yourself," Layla said sipping on the cognac she had poured herself earlier.

Emma's fingers spread her pussy lips to show even more of herself, while her other hand started to rub her clit. It was arousing to know that Layla was watching her so closely and she was grateful that she was allowed to touch herself after all.

She pushed two fingers inside her pussy. Even though the butt plug was rather small, the feeling of both her holes being filled made her moan loudly.

"Uhh fuck Layla I'm so close," Emma said breathlessly.

She fucked herself faster and harder, spreading her legs a bit wider. Layla enjoyed the show and she was excited to see her sub come, but she had other plans for her. Emma rubbed her clit, pushing her head back into her pillow.

"I'm gonna cum. Please, please Layla let me cum."

"Hands off yourself," Layla barked.

"No, no, no please I'm so close, I have to..."

"You have to obey me and I won't repeat myself."

Emma fought herself to take her hands away from her throbbing center. She whined in frustration as she felt her pussy pulsating around nothingness. She needed a moment before she was ready to lift the phone to her reddened face.

"Aww my poor girl" Layla hummed with an evil smile: "You didn't actually think I'd let you cum did you?"

"I...uhm...didn't think you'd be that mean," Emma said.

"Well you'll think about it next time when you feel like a brat," Layla said sternly making Emma roll her eyes.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Layla asked her eyes narrowing.

Emma bit her lip, knowing she would be screwed.

"Sorry, Miss Frye" she mumbled quickly.

"You better be," Layla said with a hard glare: "But just to make sure, I want you to edge yourself when you wake up and before you go to sleep until I'm back."

Emma stared at her in disbelief. "Please you can't do that. I'm sorry Miss Frye."

"I can and I will. Trust me if you're being good, the reward will be amazing."

If you enjoyed this story and want to read more of those two, you can find other parts in my profile.