"Keep this collar on me and I'll do this whenever you want." her last few words sung in a sweet playful tune.
"You have a hard bargain." Andrea relaxed into her girlfriend's touch, her breathing slowing to the rhythm. "C-can you get my arms too?"
"Yes Mistress!" The blonde purred as her hands reached to her girlfriend's sides, pressing lightly into her upper arms. Looking down she noticed the imprint of Andrea's nipples poking at her shirt. "See mistress, it's not all about sex." She let her pinky graze over the perky nipple, ever so slightly.
Andrea shuddered slightly. "What was that?"
"What was what?" Emily teasingly played dumb.
"Did I give you permission to touch me there?" her eyes glared sternly at the collared girl.
Emily went slightly pale. "N-no. I just thought -"
"You know for a bimbo," she interrupted. "you're doing an awful lot of thinking, and that's bad enough. But for a SLAVE?" Andrea stood up and looking Emily in her twinkling hazel eyes. "Stay right here." She ordered retreating to their bedroom.
Emily, slightly dazed from the remark, went fully red, letting out a small gasping moan. "You know how long I've been waiting to hear that?" She immediately gasped in surprise as she felt Andrea force a gag into her mouth. Emily tried to struggle against it, but Andrea quickly fastened the gag around her and returned to her spot on the couch next to her gagged and collared plaything. Emily tried to say something through the gag but it just came out a jumble of muffled squeaks.
"You know how long I've been waiting to hear that?" She teased. "You shutting up like a good girl?"
Emily let out another whimper through the gag, but her eyes betrayed her mock sadness. Andrea could tell she was loving every second of this.
"I think somebody deserves a punishment for that little act of disobedience, don't you?" Emily nodded sheepishly. "Good girl! I'm glad you agree." She looked over the busty blonde thoughtfully. "Well we've already taken care of that mouth... but I think we need to do something about those wandering hands."
Emily's eyes fell on the rope sitting between the two, the other item Andrea had picked up from the bedroom. "MMMPH!"
"Get up, slut." Andrea tugged on the girl's chain, causing her to squeak yet again. Leading her to their dining area, she made Emily sit on one of the chairs, quickly getting to work on binding her to it. "That's not too tight, is it baby?" Emily shook her head, staring needily at the gorgeous dark haired woman securing her to the sturdy chair. She feigned a slight struggle against her restraints but she knew full well Andrea was skilled with her rope tying. She tied off the last knot and stood, appreciating both her work, and her girlfriend. "That looks perfect! Now, what's our signal for if things get too much?" The blonde made a fist and knocked on the chair three times. "Good girl!"
Emily flashed a pleading glance. "You wanted this baby... Now you're gonna learn your lesson." She headed back into the bedroom again, returning shortly with her hands behind her back. "I'm going to go back and finish what I was watching. When I'm done I'll come and untie you... until then..." Emily heard a click followed by a buzzing. Her eyes went wide as Andrea slid her hand under Emily's waistband, positioning a small but powerful vibrator perfectly between her lips. "Already absolutely soaked for me, aren't you baby girl?" Emily blushed hard and nodded, her groans of pleasure muffled by the gag. She was already squirming against her restraints.
"One more thing, Princess." She flashed a cruel smile. "Try really, really hard not to come... okay?
Emily's eyes went wide, and she tried to speak again, almost forgetting the gag was there.
"What's that sweetheart?" She reached over and popped the gag out of her mouth, allowing Emily to catch her breath before speaking.
"Y- You can't be serious mistress! You know how sensitive I am."
"Oh I know baby girl!" Andrea slipped the gag back into place. "That's why I'm doing it!" She giggled at the sight of her helpless submissive, then sauntered back to their couch.
Their apartment was an open floor plan so Emily could still fully see Andrea, her back now turned to the whimpering girl. The vibrations sent waves of pleasure through Emily's body, causing her to thrash against her bondage. She whimpered and whined as the toy kept torturing her sensitive pussy. She strained herself attempting to see how much was left of the video Andrea was watching but failed as the bonds held her firmly in place. Her breaths were coming shorter and faster, her moans turning into muffled squeaks. She could feel herself inching closer and closer to climaxing, and she was desperately fighting it. She could feel the rope starting to dig into her wrists and ankles. How long had she been sitting there, taking the teasing of the toy? Thirty minutes? An hour?
It was starting to be too much for her, she knew her task and knew how close she was from failure. She balled her first and knocked three times on the chair. Andrea paused her video and immediately stood up, heading back to the bound girl. Emily bit down hard on the gag. She felt the orgasm creeping up and tried desperately to fight it off. Just a few more moments and she could ask her Mistress to remove the vibe, or better yet... for permission to do exactly what she knew she was about to do. Agonizing seconds passed by like minutes watching Andrea saunter over. Then she felt it happen, the very sensations she'd been denying herself of took full hold of her. She squealed loud, tensed up and twitched as the fiery wave rode its way through Emily's body. Even the gag couldn't fully muffle the "FUCK!" she screamed before relaxing every muscle in her body, the toy still buzzing against her tender lips until Andrea slipped her hand inside Emily's panties again to remove it.
"Oh you pretty little pet..." Andrea's voice a mix of amused and disappointed. "You silly little slut. Five seconds. Five. Fucking. Seconds. And I would've turned the toy off, and praised you for being a good girl. I might've even let you cum if you had just been a good girl... but you're not a good girl are you?" Emily nodded her head weakly, met with a scoff from Andrea. "No, baby. You're a pathetic whore, not a good girl. And I'm going to make you sit in that for the rest of the night."
Emily's eyes went wider than Andrea had seen the girls doe eyes ever get and she chuckled. "Oh my GOD you're a silly slut! No I'm not leaving you gagged and bound to the chair!" She unbuckled the gag and took it out of Emily's mouth, then slipped her hand between Emily's shorts and her panties, which were now a cumsoaked mess. She massaged Emily's tender pussy, causing a little whimper to escape the girl. "THIS. This is what you're going to be sitting in for the rest of the night." Emily nodded. "Now was that punishment enough? Are you ready to be a good girl?"
"Yes mistress. I'll do whatever you ask of me." Emily's body and voice both reflected how spent she was.
"Maybe I should do this more often... let you burn all that nympho energy out while I unwind on the couch." She pinched her girlfriend's cheek. "You must've burnt a lot of energy with that little display, huh sweetheart?"
Emily sheepishly nodded. "Y-yes mistress."
"Are you hungry, baby?" Andrea smirked
"Yes mistress!" She nodded excitedly.
