Author's Note:
I've included the kinks at the start of each chapter so if you don't like it, don't read it. You should however be able to skip to any chapter you want without the need to follow the entire plot. If you happen to be an artist and want to contribute any illustrations based on my stories, PM me! (I'd love to see that...)
Disclaimer:
The following story is fiction and not based on any actual events. I'm just fulfilling my own twisted fantasies. *grins*
Tags:
lezdom, cunnilingus, humiliation, exhibitionism, spank, orgasm denial, dirty talk, mind control, female orgasm
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Prunella was extremely happy with Stephanie's new look. She felt the piercings and tattoos "really brought out the sex slave in her". Even so, she was not as contented as the Doctor, who was so grateful that when he returned the girl at the end of the month that he also sent along a huge bouquet of flowers, a gold bracelet and a new gilded-handled riding crop. It was the horsewhip in particular that Snyde had held up with delight. It wasn't every day that her admirers knew how to buy for her.
Stroking her new gift and admiring the flex in its hard leather tongue, she sat astride a chair in her grand living room. It was mid afternoon and as she had nowhere else to be that day, she wore only a full length silk robe. Of course, as always, she kept her hair tied in a neat bun and her face made up perfectly. One could still be glamorous if not going out.
A laptop sat open on a small table next to her. Its built-in camera was on and it framed the room almost as Snyde saw it, in clear high-definition.
"Hang it nicely," Snyde said through her ruby lips.
Stephanie hung her maid outfit on a hanger on her wardrobe. Her mistress wanted to see her new decorations again in all their glory and so the young woman had stripped down until she was fully nude.
"Come here. Present."
The sub knelt on the floor, spread her knees, raised her chin up, pushed her breasts out and clasped her hands behind her head. She was breathing heavily. Not just because she was anticipating another session of sexual service but because for the last six days, she had been kept on the edge of orgasm. Snyde had discovered just how reactive her new clit piercing made her to the electro wand and had put it to the test, always denying her the climax she so craved. After a hundred and forty hours of being taken to the peak only to be refused at the last moment, her body felt constantly sensitive. The slightest touch was sending her into deep throws of desire. But still she waited, given no clue as to whether today would be the day or not.
"Look how lovely your new fat titties are," Snyde giggled. "Two big boobs for one little boob! Shake them for me."
The silicone breasts bounced and wobbled from side to side as Stephanie performed for her mistress. The hoop piercings in her nipples teased her just the tiniest bit but it was more than enough to make each pink teat stand to attention.
"Good. Display."
Resting her hands back on the floor, Stephanie leaned back to expose her pussy. When she was balanced, she used one hand to spread her lips apart, stretching herself as wide as she could. Like her nipples, her clitoris was already hard and alert, lifting the metal ring into the air.
"Owned..." Snyde mused, reading the word emblazoned across her sub's waist. "Indeed you are, now and forever more." The mature blonde held the riding crop out and gently stroked the tip of the leather swat against the piercing.
Stephanie shivered, her eyes closing momentarily, feeling the silent hum of vibrations reverberate through her most sensitive zone and radiate through her entire core. She let out a gasp and her breath quickened.
"That's a good girl. Open as wide as you can. Little sluts like you need to keep their holes open and ready." The riding crop traced a line around the edges of her labia, along the inside of her thighs and back again to her clit. Stephanie's mouth hung open as felt the ripples of ecstasy widen within her.
"Please, Mommy," Stephanie breathed, using the new term Madame Snyde had given her to further deepen her humiliation. "Please let me cum today."
"Oh, such an eager little whore!" Snyde laughed in delight. "Are you feeling just a tad sensitive, hm?"
"Yes, Mommy." Her voice was trembling. The crop was still circling her pussy and she didn't know how much more she could take.
"Such a horny little thing you are. And oh dear! Your pussy is soooo wet."
Stephanie couldn't see from the angle she was positioned in but she could definitely feel it. The dampness between her legs had been there all week, ever since the first session in which the Madame had brought her to the edge, only to send her back to her cleaning duties without release. Beads of coital fluid were seeping onto her fingers and Snyde spent a while admiring the deeper shade of pink she had turned the girl's cunt through constant stimulus.
"I bet you'd do anything to be able to cum right now."
"Mm-hm..." Stephanie's eyelids flickered.
"Tell me how much you want it."
"Oh, I want it so badly, Mommy. I'll do absolutely anything you want...please...please..."
"Tell me what you would do to for me."
"Anything, my queen. I'll worship you. I'll lick your pussy all night long..."
"Oh, you'd do that anyway and you know it," Snyde scoffed, slapping the end of the crop against the metal ring and making her sub jump. "Talk dirty to me. Tell me all the disgusting things a fuck pig like you wants to get herself off."
Stephanie frowned, already shamed by the order. By now, she was used to begging. Used to the degrading position of requesting her own abuse and always knowing she would get it. But today it was no longer an empty request. She couldn't guarantee that she would be given what her body was so desperately hungry for. She needed to convince. She needed to plead.
"I want to finger myself...I want to sink my fingers deep inside my hot wet pussy... Please, mistress...I need to cum...Pleeeease let me cum..."
"No! You're not convincing me. I want to hear the dirtiest fucking things you've ever said. Now BEG for it!"
"Please! I'm so horny...I need to be fucked...I need my fingers inside my dirty wet cunt...I'll do anything...Anything..."
"Try harder," Snyde said, looking at her fingernails with casual disinterest.
Stephanie's heart was pounding. The crop was circling her nipples now, dancing along her body and reminding her that she was just a toy to be played with. "My cunt is so wet...Please let me masturbate for you, Mommy...I'll do it right now if you let me...I'll cum for you...I'll squirt for you...I'll stuff my fingers inside my pussy and frig myself like a filthy whore if you just let me...Please just let me..."
"Better. But keep going and we'll see. What will you do for me?"
