"Well, kitten, have you thought about how you'd like to receive your prize?" Miss Rose asked, grabbing my hips, and pulling me close so she could kiss my neck.
Miss Rose had finished untying Melissa and I still hadn't made up my mind yet. It was a difficult decision because I wanted to try everything all over again. But as Miss Rose nibbled and sucked gently at my sensitive neck, I remembered that I wasn't under any contract anymore and nothing said I couldn't keep coming back for more. I just needed to pick something tonight, and then next time we could do something else. It wasn't like I'd never see her again, so I was just overthinking as usual.
"Should I use my talented fingers?" Miss Rose asked, sliding her middle finger between my wet lips.
I gasped as she started guiding me backwards towards the bed, still kissing my neck and teasing me with her finger. I felt the backs of my legs touch the side of the bed and I toppled backwards onto the soft mattress.
"Should I use my tongue?" She asked, dropping to her knees beside the bed and spreading my legs.
I felt her warm tongue brush across the womanhood, teasing me with light strokes. She planted a kiss on my clit and then flicked it gently with the very tip of her tongue.
"Choose wisely, kitten," Miss Rose purred.
She'd already made me cum in every possible way except one, and I finally decided that's what I wanted. I'd used my safe word when she fucked me with the strap-on the night before, so I never climaxed from it. I wanted to experience that, and I wanted a second chance to prove I could take it. I felt like I was in a better state of mind and could handle the roughness which she would no doubt use.
"I want you to fuck me, Miss Rose," I said, propping myself up on my elbows to look at her between my legs. "I want you to make me cum with the strap-on."
"Are you sure you can handle that?" Miss Rose asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm not going to be any gentler than last time."
"Yes, Miss Rose, I want to try it again," I nodded semi-confidently.
"If you use your safe word again, I'll be very disappointed," she warned. "I mean, you can still use it, of course, if you really feel like you have to. But if you do, that's it, you'll lose your chance for a free orgasm, and you'll have to deal with an unhappy Miss Rose for the rest of the night."
"I understand, Miss Rose," I replied.
"Very well then, let me put it on," Miss Rose said, standing up and walking over to where Melissa had left the harness after taking it off me. "Melissa, would you please bind Sophia's wrists for me?"
"Yes, Miss Rose," I heard Melissa answer. "With what?"
"The straps hanging from the ceiling will do," Miss Rose instructed.
"Wait what?" I asked in surprise, sitting up.
"Come now, kitten, you should know by now that nothing will ever be so straightforward with me anymore," Miss Rose explained as she stepped into the harness and pulled it up to her waist. "There will always be a twist or a catch with anything we do from now on. But of course, there's no contract anymore, so you can always just say no..."
Miss Rose winked slyly at me as she buckled the harness around her hips, referring to the poor excuse I used earlier. I wasn't going to say no. I already had it in my mind that I wouldn't, and Miss Rose likely knew that too. She just wanted to poke fun at me.
Melissa took me by the wrist and pulled me up off the bed, taking me over to where Miss Rose had tied me up to punish me earlier. She took the straps that were still attached to the rope dangling from the pulley affixed to the ceiling and buckled them around my wrists. All the while I watched Miss Rose remove the toy I'd used to fuck Melissa and replace it with a larger dildo, similar in size to the one she'd used on me before, except this one had a distinct upward curve to it and a bulbous head. As Melissa pulled on the rope, raising my hands above my head, Miss Rose returned with a thick book and another strap.
"Here, step on this," Miss Rose said, setting the book down at my feet.
I stepped up onto it and Melissa took up the slack in the rope, lifting my arms higher. The book brought me closer to Miss Rose's height, my hips almost even with hers, probably to give her a better angle to work with. Then she took the extra strap and buckled it to my left ankle. Instead of clipping the strap to the floor like she'd done before, she lifted my leg up, all the way up over my head and clipped it to the rope over my head. I stood on one foot, in a vertical split, thankful my dancing career had given me such flexibility. Finally Miss Rose and Melissa pulled together on the rope, forcing me up onto my toes. I should've known that no matter what I chose, I would end up bound in some uncomfortable position.
"Comfortable?" Miss Rose asked flatly.
"No," I huffed, glaring at her.
"Good," she smirked, creeping up close on my left side.
Miss Rose didn't give me any time to prepare, and without warning she grabbed my hip, quickly lined herself up and thrust the dildo inside me. I gasped loudly, eyes wide as the thick toy penetrated me. I was so wet already that it slid in with ease, all the way to the hilt, and in a split second I could feel a twinge of pain as the tip contacted my cervix. The intense feeling of fullness flooded my senses so suddenly that I couldn't even form the word "fuck." I simply panted quickly with my mouth agape, staring into Miss Rose's eyes as she held the toy deep within me, pulling my hip tightly against hers.
"Good girl," she cooed.
After a moment to let me collect myself, Miss Rose eased the toy out almost all the way, and pushed back in, beginning a slow and steady pace of thrusts. As I felt the toy plunge in I understood why she picked that particular dildo. The upward curve made it perfect for the standing position we were in with my leg straight up in the air, and the bulbous head put pressure on my g-spot with every thrust.
"Fuck that feels amazing!" I said, finally able to speak.
"I know, that's the beauty of being a lesbian," Miss Rose said, sliding her left hand from my hip up to my breast. "There's a perfect toy for every position."
As she cupped my small, perky breast, her thumb began to twiddle my nipple. Her right hand held firmly onto my waist, squeezing as she gyrate her hips as she thrusted. My eyes rolled back a little from the toy rubbing against my g-spot.
"Mmm, this is so fucking hot to watch," I heard Melissa say. She had made her way around in front of me, bringing one of the chairs from earlier with her, and sat down to watch Miss Rose fuck me. "Miss Rose, may I please rub my pussy while you fuck Sophia?"
"No you may not, Melissa," Miss Rose said sternly. "But if you're a good girl, and can limit yourself to only a tease, I may let you touch Sophia."
"I'll be a good girl, Miss Rose, I promise," Melissa said, looking up at us with big doe eyes.
My gaze lingered on Melissa as she watched us intently. She nibbled seductively on her lower lip as her eyes fixated on the large dildo thrusting in and out of my swollen pussy. She obviously had troubles keeping her hands away from her own sex as I watched her caress the insides of her thighs, teasing herself. Her fingers came within an inch, but never touched her lips. She slid one hand up her stomach to cup her big, plump breast, but careful not to stimulate her nipples directly. Her self control amazed me, as I knew I would've broken quickly and began to masturbate if I was in her place.
Miss Rose began to pick up her pace, thrusting a bit harder and faster. The girth of the toy stretched me to the point where it was almost too much, but at the same time the size of it pressed against my g-spot firmly. It was a perfect mixture of pleasure with just a tiny amount of pain to heighten the experience. And watching Melissa gave me a unique visual stimulation as well.
Miss Rose squeezed my little breast as she kept gradually increasing the intensity of her thrusts. As my body got used to the feeling of the dildo inside me, I began to feel the effects of the awkward position I'd been tied in. My calf began to cramp up from trying to balance my weight on the toes of my right foot. My right leg started to tremble and weaken, which caused me to hang more of my weight from my wrists and left ankle bound to the ceiling.
"I know this is all you've experienced so far, but I think you like these big toys, don't you kitten?" Miss Rose asked clutching my hip tight as she rammed the dildo as deep as she could.
I let out a half yelp, half moan as I felt it hit my cervix again... and again... and again.
"Yes Miss Rose, it hurts but in a good way," I groaned.
Melissa still teased herself, squirming in her seat, trying to resist the urge to rub her clit and pinch her nipples. I glanced to my left where Miss Rose stood, pounding away into my pussy. Our eyes locked in a moment of passion and I craned my neck towards her to kiss her. Our lips met and tongues lashed against each other in a fury. My low, guttural moans muffled inside her mouth from each deep thrust.
"Melissa, come here," Miss Rose said, breaking the kiss, moving her hand away from my breast to grab my hips with both hands.
Melissa eagerly stood and pranced over to stand in front of me.
"You've been a good girl so far," she said sweetly. "Suck on her nipple."
Without hesitation, Melissa kicked her lips and bent down to take my right nipple into her mouth. I rolled my head back in ecstasy as I felt the suction, and her tongue began to flick side to side. My nipple hardened near instantly.
"Pinch the other one," Miss Rose commanded.
Melissa obeyed and firmly grasped my left nipple between her thumb and forefinger.
"Twist it," Miss Rose ordered.
Once again, a beautiful mixture of pain and pleasure flooded through my body as she sharply twisted my left nipple and sucked on my right while Miss Rose rammed the thick toy into me at an increasingly faster pace. My body was on the verge of sensory overload and I could feel an orgasm quickly building up inside me.
"Oh my god, you're gonna make me cum!" I announced.
