(continued from part 1)
The dinner that Kelly prepared was indeed delicious. Even the preparations were enhanced because Gwen got to watch her working naked in the kitchen, only briefly donning an apron when she had to work near the stove. Kelly silently served her Miss at the dining table, since she was still holding her panties in her mouth. Gwen glanced at the slightly bulging cheeks and chuckled. “I guess I’d better take those panties out of your mouth so you can eat, Kelly. So open your mouth now.” As Kelly’s lips opened, Gwen drew forth the damp panties. “Stand with your legs apart and your hands behind your head, girl,” she told the submissive. Prying Kelly’s pussy lips apart, she tucked the panties up inside her for safekeeping during dinner. Gwen graciously allowed Kelly to use a plate and utensils for her own dinner, but with her plate on the floor next to Gwen’s chair.
They chatted about their days as they ate, Kelly gasping from time to time as Gwen idly toyed with her nipples, enjoying their textures. After she’d cleared the table, Kelly stood with her legs apart and her hands behind her back as Gwen carefully pulled the quite fragrant panties back out of her submissive’s crotch. She then draped the panties over Kelly’s head, with the crotch panel at the woman’s nose, letting her see out the leg holes. “Now slut, get down on your hands and knees, crawl to the bathroom, and draw me a hot bath,” Gwen ordered.
She watched Kelly’s ass wiggle as she began crawling away. Gwen noticed that the woman was crawling slowly — almost begging for a swat. Gwen decided that since the dinner had been so wonderful, Kelly deserved a small reward. So she granted her the firm swat on her bare ass, saying, “Go faster, you silly slut!”
Kelly jumped, yelped (and giggled) and crawled away much faster. Gwen followed, strolling in a leisurely fashion. The tub was starting to fill by the time she entered the bathroom, and Kelly was kneeling on her haunches next to it. “Undress me,” Gwen commanded, and enjoyed the sensations of Kelly’s hands almost reverently undoing and removing her clothing. It was probably not her imagination that those hands lingered against her warm flesh a little longer than was necessary.
When she was fully nude, Gwen held out her hand to Kelly. “Remove those panties now, and help me into the tub, girl.” As Kelly, standing next to the tub, awkwardly tried to pull Gwen in at an angle, Gwen interrupted. “No, you silly thing. You need some common sense. Get into the tub first and then help me in.” Kelly’s cheeks became red with embarrassment at this chastisement as she complied. Her pussy tingled as she experienced the gentle thrill of humiliation. Once they were both in, Gwen had them both sink into the deliciously warm water.
“OK, girl… soap me now,” Gwen demanded as they sat. Kelly’s heart fluttered as she worked the soap bar between her hands and then began rubbing her Mistress with the lather. They both sighed happily as the submissive lovingly tended to her task. After a while, Gwen chuckled, “OK, girl — my tits are squeaky clean and polished to a bright shine. But how about doing my neck and back?”
Blushing, Kelly shifted her attention to the rear of her Miss’s body. After she’d cleansed the neck and back, she gulped as Gwen stood up, presenting her buttocks, the back of her thighs and a little of her calves, awaiting further soaping and cleaning. Kelly set to work assiduously, and in probably too short of a time for either of them, finished what she could. If she was hoping for Gwen to turn around so she could work on the front areas, she was disappointed, because Gwen sat back down in the warm water. “Now stand up and clean yourself, slut, while I wash my legs and feet,” Gwen ordered.
One at a time, Gwen lifted a leg and foot above the water level, soaping and rinsing. Mean while Kelly stood and washed herself leaning or stooping down to wash away the suds. Of course the tub water was no longer pristine, but once the tub was drained, they’d be able to rinse off thoroughly with the overhead shower. When Gwen had finished her legs, she gave Kelly another command. “Sit on the edge of the tub with your thighs wide apart, and use both your hands to pull open your pussy lips, slut. Show me your intimate area while I wash my pussy.” She enjoyed both the sight of Kelly’s exposed sex, and also the flush of excited humiliation the woman exhibited, being on display like this. Gwen spent a little longer than usual, washing her own intimate area.
Draining the tub, they rinsed off in the shower together, Kelly rubbing herself, but also being told to rub her Miss and get every bubble washed away. Cleansed now, Gwen said, “Dry me first, then yourself, girl. Then join me in the bedroom when you’re dry.”
Entering the bedroom several minutes later, Kelly saw that Gwen had propped herself against a pillow, and was sitting naked atop the bed covers. “Worship my feet,” she told her submissive. For the next 15 minutes or so, Kelly did that — enthusiastically. She nuzzled Gwen’s feet with her cheeks, then held them reverently as she kissed them all over, licked the soles, and nibbled the insteps. She used her tongue to wash between each of the toes, and then began sucking them… singly and in small groups. The sensations caused by the sucking seemed to shoot straight up into Gwen’s pussy, and she could barely keep herself from moaning, biting her lip instead.
“OK, OK, you horny little slut,” Gwen gasped out, shuddering. “Kiss your way slowly up to my pussy now,” she demanded. Thrilled by the tone of Gwen’s voice, and being called names, Kelly began her slow ascent of her Miss’s shapely legs, her kisses alternating between soft/loving and fervent. As she kissed, her eyes looked toward the head of the bed, darting around, drinking in the sight of Gwen’s face, breasts, and pussy. Gradually her field of view narrowed, first losing sight of Gwen’s face, and then her breasts. All that Kelly could see now was her current goal. The engorgement of Gwen’s labia signaled her growing arousal, and the heightened moisture between them was making manifest an intoxicating scent.
Kelly’s lips were perhaps scant millimeters from those labia, as she whispered, “Miss? May I?”
Smiling, Gwen paused before answering, savoring the anticipation. “Yes, my naughty fucktoy. You may eat my pussy and make me cum. But as Kelly started her act of cunnilingus, Gwen’s cell phone rang. Kelly wondered if Gwen would bother answering at this intimate moment, but she didn’t stop what she was doing.
Gwen did answer, saying, “Hi Steve… how are things going there?” She moaned softly as Kelly added a finger exploration as her tongue kept licking. “Oh, that noise? I’m stretching… and the stretching is marvelous… it just feels so good! What are you doing?” She paused, listening as Kelly held both her labia wide open and plunged her tongue in deeply, perhaps trying to lick Gwen’s cervix. “You’re fresh from your shower, with only a towel wrapped around your waist?” she chuckled. “So am I, love.” She wondered what he’d think if he knew that his boss was currently eating her pussy.
Gwen got a mischievous grin on her face. “You open up that towel, while I remove my own towel here, love.” She muted the phone a moment, whispering, “Keep eating my pussy and don’t you dare stop, even if I cum, you naughty hungry slut.” She turned the phone sound back on. “OK, I’m naked now. I want you to wrap your hand around that lovely cock of yours, and imagine its my hand. I’m using my other hand to finger myself, so you might hear some squishy sounds.” Just then Kelly again jabbed her tongue in deep, and almost giggled into Gwen’s pussy at the wet sound that her tongue caused.
“Ooooooo that feels so good… your cock in my hand, and my finger inside me,” Gwen cooed. “Can you feel me starting to pump your stiffening cock, lover? Mmmmmm good.” She moaned again, no longer trying to be quiet. “It’s getting hotter in my hand, and fatter, and longer, isn’t it?” She made a long, drawn out ‘ahhhh’ sound as Kelly removed her tongue, and inserted two fingers into Gwen’s very wet pussy. “Oh, honey! I just felt you thrust two of your fingers inside me, and you’re starting to finger-fuck me! I’m pumping your dick a little faster now in response.”
Gwen groaned and moaned seductively into the phone, listening to her husband’s grunts and panting. He was really getting turned on from their phone sex. In a lusty, husky voice, she said into the phone, “Honey, I want you to wet your hand and close it over the head of your cock, and imagine I’m using my mouth there.” She waited until he’d indicated he was complying, then whispered, “Mmmmm… I love the way your cock tastes my love — both its precum and your actual cum. I’m… *groan* pumping you faster, sucking you harder now.” Kelly took this as a cue to suckle softly on Gwen’s clit.
The effect was galvanizing! “OH FUCK! Yes… oh yes… your fingers inside me are really raising my lust now, hun. I’ve got to have your cum! Use your hips a little… fuck my hand and my mouth. Yes, place your phone on the pillow next to you. Use both hands… I’ve worked a third finger into my pussy… and I’m fucking myself faster now.” Kelly took that cue as well and obliged. “I hear your breathing getting fast now. I know it won’t be long before you cum, filling my mouth with that gift I crave. That’s it love… fuck my hand and my mouth… cum for me. When you do, I know I will, let me hear you… oh yes.. yes… there! I hear you cumming! I’m almost there!”
Kelly wet a finger and worked it into Gwen’s butt hole. Gwen bucked and completely lost control! “Oh my god… it’s… I’m…” She uttered strange sounds of release as Kelly sucked at her pussy, drinking her cum. The sensation was so intense that Gwen dropped her phone and actually squirted into Kelly’s mouth! Now there was only the sound of her husband’s heavy breathing coming from the phone, and Gwen had her head turned toward that phone, also breathing heavily so Steve could share this moment with her. After a long while, she heard him yawn. Grinning, she picked up the phone and said breathily, “That was fantastic, lover! We’ll have to have phone sex more often while you’re away. Now just roll over, sleep and dream of me, OK?” She made kissing sounds as they bade each other a good night and hung up.
Kelly was still dutifully eating at Gwen’s pussy, since she’d been ordered not to stop even if Gwen had an orgasm. Setting the phone aside, Gwen tapped her subbe’s head and said, “You can stop now, girl. Get up and follow me.” The Dominant led her submissive to the playroom, and selected a good sized butt plug, and also a flogger with long strands from a hanger. Sitting in a chair with her knees apart, she told Kelly, “I promised you that you could drink my pussy juices while I flog your back and ass, so kneel down and get busy. But first get this butt plug wet, and bend over so I can insert it.”
Kelly couldn’t fit the entire butt plug into her mouth, so she licked it all over. Then she spit on it several times, smearing it with her saliva and carefully handed it to Gwen. Turning around, she bent at her waist, reaching back with both hands to spread her ass cheeks wide apart. Gwen spit accurately on Kelly’s puckered rosebud and pressed the butt plug against the offered opening. The plug slid inward, slowly disappearing as Kelly made little ecstatic sounds. The plug settled into place, and Gwen gave Kelly’s butt a little slap, indicating she could now begin. Elated, Kelly got down on all fours and hurried between Gwen’s knees, latching her lips against that fragrant pussy being offered and starting to suck and drink. She gasped briefly as the strands from the flogger struck her back, more from surprise than from the sensation. “She’s really going to flog me and keep her promise!” she thought. “She’s so wonderful at this! I want to be hers!” She moaned into Gwen’s pussy as the strands whipped over her buttocks. It was a moan of desire.
“You’ll have to give me a little guidance, slut,” Gwen stated. “Should I strike harder? You may stop eating a moment to answer.”
“Thank you, Miss. Both places can be harder — my ass can stand much more than my back. May I nod to indicate harder and shake my head when its strong enough?” Having answered, she went back to sucking on Gwen’s labia, awaiting her decision. She was thrilled by the feeling of stretch and fullness due to the butt plug.
“I like that idea, girl, since it means you never have to stop dining on my cunt while I make the adjustments.” The strands whistled harder and harder against Kelly’s back — but she just kept nodding. Finally, somewhat to Gwen’s relief, her submissive shook her head no. She let her arm muscles learn this strength of swing during several more applications to Kelly’s back which was turning an interesting shade of red. She then used that same force against her girl’s buttocks, expecting and receiving a nod that she could swing harder. She was quite surprised at how hard she had to strike before Kelly again shook her head no. She flogged the girl’s buttocks several times, then lightened the force to strike her back again, and Kelly neither nodded nor shook her head, so apparently it was just right.
Meanwhile, Kelly’s arousal was building and building as she sucked and moaned. The sounds she was making also excited Gwen, so her pussy was generating more fluids for Kelly to drink. That wasn’t the only pussy that was lubricating like mad. Kelly was now making a sort of keening sound deep in her throat as she felt her intimate fluids spilling down her thighs. She kept drinking, but made two small adjustments to her body. She shifted her lips up a little, so that Gwen’s clit was now receiving some lip friction and suction. And she tilted her pelvis, hoping the flogger’s strands would impact the very spot she needed to climax. The fourth strike found that mark.
Kelly came — hard!
She began shaking and convulsing between Gwen’s smooth thighs, rubbing against them. Gwen could tell Kelly was in orgasm, based on sight, scent, and touch. Her own body combined that knowledge with the blissful sensations radiating from her clit and vagina… and… triggered an amazing climax of her own! Her abdominal muscles contracted rhythmically, causing her cum to be virtually ejaculated into Kelly’s mouth! Gwen dropped the flogger and grasped Kelly’s head, pressing her lips more forcefully against her vaginal opening, feeding her submissive as she rode those delicious orgasmic waves.
It took quite a bit of time for the two women to calm down enough to breathe normally.
The night was cool, so after they got ready for bed Gwen had Kelly get under the covers, sideways at the foot of the bed with her head uncovered at the side. She then used Kelly’s body as a foot warmer, placing her icy feet and toes against Kelly’s torso. The first contact caused Kelly to jump a little and make a suppressed sound, but then both of them settled into a peaceful sleep.
The next morning, while Kelly prepared their breakfast, Gwen chose the clothing that she’d have her girl wear to work. The blouse was a deep shade of green, which would bring out the rich red tones of Kelly’s auburn hair. The skirt was long, reaching just below Kelly’s knees, and slightly pleated for ease of movement. There were also sheer thigh high pull up stockings and black leather pumps. Kelly blushed a pretty shade of pink when she saw she’d not be wearing a bra or panties. Gwen knew her subbe craved a morning spanking, and therefore had chosen the skirt so she could easily flip up its hem to give her submissive a thorough spanking on both her bare ass cheeks. She’d certainly be reminded about her Miss every time she sat down at work.
When Kelly got home from work, no sooner did she close the front door behind herself that she heard Gwen giving her commands in a marvelous tone of voice that demanded instant obedience. “Strip right there, slut! I want to see you without a stitch of clothes on. That means that off come the shoes and stockings as well.” Having heard the word ‘slut’ Kelly removed her clothing quickly but also sensuously, her movements offering her Miss her tits as she removed her blouse, and her butt as she removed her skirt. She sat on the floor, facing Gwen, and deliberately spread her thighs apart as she slipped off her shoes and rolled down her stockings. Gwen’s eyes gleamed in appreciation of this impromptu strip show.
“Well done, you obviously horny wench. I got the ingredients for a cold noodle salad for tonight’s dinner. The recipe is here, and there’s no cooking involved, so you don’t need an apron. Prepare our dinner naked. Oh. I almost forgot — stay there a moment.” Getting a set of shackles from the playroom, she attached interconnected chains to Kelly’s wrists and ankles, adjusting the chain lengths so movements of walking and handling things would be difficult. Kelly found this arrangement so arousing that her dripping pussy released her heavenly scent into the air of the room.
After she shuffled her way into the kitchen, Kelly set to work mixing the sauce for the noodles. It was not long before she gasped and jumped, since Gwen had walked up silently behind her and inserted a finger into the still dripping pussy and began stirring the fluids being generated by that intimate tunnel. She giggled. “Maybe I should have opted for this ‘girl sauce’ on our dinner — you are certainly generating enough of it, slut.” She added a finger and stirred a little more. “Come to think of it, it’ll make a great dessert.” Kelly moaned softly, hearing that. Then she groaned as Gwen’s fingers left her pussy, which now felt empty.
Gwen released Kelly’s wrists when they sat down to eat, so she could eat the lovely dinner she’d prepared. She was, however, distracted by the thought of being her Mistress’s dessert. Her excitement grew as they finished eating, and she cleared the table and did the washing up. Sure enough, when she was done, Gwen beckoned her back to the table, and had her climb up on top of it, with her pussy at the edge. “Lift your legs up with your feet up above your shoulders, and grab the back of your knees, girl.”
Her wrists were still free, so lifting her legs and grabbing her knees was easy. The chain connecting her ankles made soft jingling sounds as Kelly eagerly got into the position her Miss required. She was now lubing like mad in anticipation of feeling Gwen’s mouth and tongue at her sex. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen immediately. Instead, Gwen spread her girl’s pussy lips wide open, and serenely, unhurriedly studied the opening to her intimate area. She marveled at the glistening, and soft quivering of the sensitive pink flesh revealed by the spread labia. The scent was intoxicating, and more fluids were welling up in the squirming tunnel as she watched. Kelly’s clit was also peeking out from its hood, and reddening as it twitched.
The first lick that Gwen finally took shocked Kelly. Expecting a tongue to enter her honey pot, or maybe lips to latch onto her clit, she was quite surprised to feel the very tip of Gwen’s tongue flutter against an extremely sensitive tiny patch of skin — the slightly raised rim of flesh that encircled her pee hole! She howled and shook in reaction — so of course Gwen kept tonguing her there. She had her hands on the sides of Kelly’s butt, and it was fun to feel her muscles there contract and relax each time her tongue made contact. Kelly’s scent got stronger.
Then Gwen clamped her lips around the main opening and sucked while plunging her tongue deep inside. She got a good mouthful of pussy juices as her husband’s boss shrieked her delight. The anticipation and the teasing was too much for the submissive — as she felt her fluids being sucked out of her depths — she climaxed! Her tummy muscles joined her internal muscles in rapid, rippling contractions that spewed forth her cum. Gwen’s mouth seal was not as intact as she’d thought, and the sweeter cum juices that she couldn’t swallow fast enough smeared and coated her face. She didn’t mind one bit. She even gently sucked on Kelly’s clit, causing her girl’s eyeballs to roll up in their sockets as the climax intensified and lingered.
A short while later, when Kelly had calmed, Gwen said, “You’ve made a mess of my face, girl. Lick it clean.” Kelly took her time doing so, making sure she cleaned away every bit of it. “Now we’re going to watch TV,” Gwen informed her. “Or rather, I’m going to watch TV, sitting on the sofa, with my pussy at the front edge. You’re going to kneel between my legs while I feed you some dessert.” Inspired by Kelly’s avid cunnilingus, Gwen had three powerful orgasms that evening. Kelly got fed a lot of dessert, and Gwen had no idea what had happened in the TV programs she was supposedly watching. She then shackled Kelly’s wrists again, and she slept in the bed, while Kelly blissfully slept in a pet bed in the corner of the room.
The next day, Gwen sent Kelly off to work with their usual morning routine. That night, she’d planned another interesting evening. After dinner, she stated, “I feel artistic tonight, Kelly.” She handcuffed the subbe’s wrists behind her, which thrust her bare tits forward enticingly. Gwen played with those vulnerable nipples and areolae until the nipples were fully engorged, and Kelly was squirming in a delicious fashion. “Hold still, my horny whore,” Gwen said as she attached small vibrating nipple clamps to those swollen nips. She stepped back for a look as Kelly’s facial expressions telegraphed the effects of the vibrations. Hand on her chin in thoughtful regard, Gwen said, “Hmmmm.. not festive enough…” Briefly leaving the room, she returned with two large Mylar helium filled balloons on ribbons. She tied the ribbons to the nipple clamps, so now Kelly’s vibrating nipples were lifted skyward!
As a final touch, Gwen dabbed a little bit of toothpaste onto Kelly’s inner labia and clit! The results were very gratifying as the submissive’s eyes rounded in surprise and she contorted, trying to reach her pussy with her handcuffed hands, wanting to rub the tissues there which suddenly felt ‘bright’ for lack of a better word and wanted some sort of contact that would rub or scratch the mildly irritated surfaces. No matter how much she twisted her body, her hands could get nowhere near the area. Finally, Kelly wandered around the various rooms, her uplifted nipples vibrating and the colorful balloons bumping along in her wake. She was seeking surfaces of the right height and texture to carefully rub her crotch against. The smooth surfaces of the refrigerator and the bed foot board helped. But it turned out that the edge of a sofa cushion worked the best, although Kelly had to assume a humiliating pose almost like a male dog peeing to make the best contact with the edge of the cushion. However, with her wrists cuffed behind her back, she could only brace herself on her shoulder as she rubbed — a terribly embarrassing pose indeed.
She soon learned that if she rubbed the wrong direction, which caused some of her pussy fluids to anoint the toothpaste area with a tiny amount of liquid, that ‘bright’ sensation intensified tenfold, at least. She was moaning loudly by now, and Gwen decided she’d had enough for the moment. Leading her girl into the bathroom, she made her kneel in the bathtub with her pelvis thrust forward under the tap. Quickly flushing the area with a lot of cool water rapidly dissipated the toothpaste, and brought sighing relief from the handcuffed woman. Gwen turned off the vibrating nipple clamps to save their batteries, removed them from Kelly’s nipples and let them float toward the ceiling of the bathroom, dangling from the balloons’ ribbons.
For aftercare, Gwen sat on the sofa and pulled Kelly into her lap, licking and softly suckling her nipples to remove any residual soreness. Then she left Kelly handcuffed as they cuddled together, watching TV, interrupted only by a call from Steve, letting Gwen know he was thinking about her, and that he looked forward to getting home on Saturday. Gwen chatted with him, never letting Kelly out of her caring cuddle. Kelly, embraced by her Miss was marveling, “How did I get so lucky, finding this gem of a Mistress? She’s so innovative, and has such amazing instincts for this. I may have to give her husband a promotion and a raise, placing him into some job that requires him to travel a lot more often.”
The next day promised to be bright and sunny — with a refreshing temperature and no chance of rain. “I have a question for you, my dear slut,” Gwen said. Both women giggled, because Gwen was looking down and speaking to Kelly’s bare and freshly spanked butt. Kelly had just received her morning spanking, preparatory to leaving for work.
“Yes, Miss?” Kelly prompted.
“Would it be possible for you to leave work a little early today and be home by… let’s say… around 4 pm?”
Kelly thought about her schedule for the day. “Yes, Miss… I’m sure I can do that today.”
“OK, slut,” Gwen said, giving one of those bare ass cheeks enough of a pinch to cause Kelly to yelp and laugh. “I’ll see you then.” Kelly got off her lap, smoothing down the knee length skirt that Gwen had chosen for the day. She adjusted her blouse and headed for work — lacking panties and a bra, as was usual this week.
All through the day, Kelly wondered what Gwen was planning. She found that she had to slip a wad of paper towels between her bare butt and her skirt and chair seat, or her dress would be soaked. Time seemed to crawl slowly, probably because she was looking at the clock so often. Finally it was the time appointed for her to leave, and she drove home extra carefully, not wanting to get into an accident or anything that would delay her. She arrived right on time, and saw an unfamiliar bicycle outside her closed garage door. “I wonder if we have company?” she thought.
As she stepped into the house, she was surprised to hear Gwen say, “Don’t strip, my girl. Just come here.” As she stepped within range of her Miss, Gwen unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped it off her body, setting it aside for the moment. Then, taking a length of rope, she placed the center of it behind Kelly’s neck and brought the ends forward into the center of her chest. At this point, Gwen crossed the strands and passed them under and around the base of her girl’s breasts looping them up over the top and again crossing them to repeat that dive under and up around each breast. She did this several times, the bases of the breasts becoming compressed, thrusting the nipples, areolae and remainder of the breast forward. When Gwen finally tied off the strands, Kelly’s breasts were somewhat cone shaped, and stuck out far more forward than they normally did.
“OK… you can put your blouse back on now,” she instructed her submissive. Kelly did so, but she had a little difficulty fastening the buttons. Finally, she learned that if she pushed the fronts of her tits toward each side of her torso, she could get the buttons closed. Her breasts formed rather eye-catching shapes against the thin fabric of the blouse as the obvious nubs of her nipples were pressed almost sideways against the material. “You can look at yourself in the mirror now,” she told her girl, and enjoyed the blushing, shocked expression on her face that was the result.
Both of them had no bra or panties, and their flared skirts fell to their knees. Thus garbed, Gwen led Kelly out into the garage. Earlier, she’d gone home to bring her bicycle over, and that was the bicycle that Kelly had seen outside. Kelly’s bike was still inside the garage, but Gwen had made a couple of alterations to it. She’d duct taped a cock dildo to the seat of the bike, and adjusted the seat height so the rider had to rise up and down to pedal. Kelly gasped when she saw the dildo, and stammered, “A… a… are w… we going to ride bikes in public, Miss?
Gwen smiled mischievously. “We certainly are. I gave your bike a test ride just before you arrived home, so that dildo is coated with my own juices and cum. You might want to lick it and make it a bit more slippery before you mount up. You can see that I placed a small stool next to it so you can keep your balance while I open the garage door. You’ll ride out and circle around while I secure the garage door and get on my own bike. The park isn’t far from here, and has bike trails.”
Obediently, Kelly began licking the dildo as her Miss watched. The taste was now delightfully familiar. Moreover, her saliva freed the scent of Gwen’s essence from the dildo, teasing her nostrils and generating libidinous thoughts and desires. She began lubricating, and when the dildo was clean and shiny, she easily slid it into her wet, slippery tunnel as she swung her leg over to mount her bike. Her sigh of enjoyment was drowned out by the rumble of the garage door as Gwen opened it.
As she started to pedal, Kelly became aware that the seat height had been altered as well, forcing her into an up and down movement, and causing the dildo to plunge in and out of her pussy. She groaned as she fucked herself on the dildo that stretched, filled, and retreated in such a maddening fashion. Mentally she was aware that her skirt hid what was happening from the passersby. But emotionally… emotionally she knew that she was being fucked in public, and felt mortified that people might be guessing what was happening just above her bicycle seat!
Gwen caught up with her, giggling at how flushed Kelly’s face was now. The submissive hadn’t used her safeword to call a halt to this activity, so apparently the humiliation she was experiencing was feeding her needs. It was fairly obvious that Kelly was fast approaching the brink of an orgasm. Laughing, Gwen called out, “Come on you whore! Ride faster!” and picked up the pace.
The acceleration and being called a ‘whore’ in public did the trick. Gripping the handlebars tight, Kelly stopped pedaling, and sank down until her entire pussy was stuffed full with the dildo, and started cumming. Her cunt muscles gripped and rippled on the dildo, and the sensation was so thrilling that she squeezed her eyes shut to focus on her climax. Luckily the path was straight, so she didn’t crash into anything, but Gwen would have shouted a warning if there’d been any danger.
Quivering, Kelly opened her eyes again and had to start pedaling as they approached a small hill. Her pussy was still sensitive from the orgasm, so the incessant fucking action of her pedaling was spiraling her up once again. That’s when she realized that there was little she could do, because if she stopped and dismounted the bike, anyone nearby would see the erect dildo on her seat. She had two more breath-taking cums before they arrived back at her driveway. The garage door was still closed, so they both had to stop their bikes and dismount. During this process, Kelly’s skirt snagged on the soaked dildo. As she stood alongside her bike, waiting for her Miss to open the door, her skirt hid the dildo from sight although there was a suspicious looking ‘tent’ of skirt material held up by the ‘tent pole’ dildo, in case anyone was looking. They probably wouldn’t have been focused on that anyway. It’s more likely their attention would have been drawn to Kelly’s bare butt cheek, peeking out from under the raised hem of the skirt, which was being lifted by the snagged edge.
They got their bikes into the garage and closed the door. They were warm from their exertions, and Kelly asked, “Should we shower now, Miss?”
“We’ll shower before bed,” she was told. “After dinner, I have something in mind for us to do. Strip now, but you can wear an apron to make our food.” Once Kelly had her blouse off, Gwen ran soft fingers over the bound breasts, which had a tint of a purplish hue. “Sensitive, girl?” she inquired as Kelly shivered.
“Yes, Miss… that feels so good.” Then Gwen undid the ropes that had done the binding of her subbe’s breasts, and a new strange flood of sensation arose in them. “Aahhhh…” Kelly said, not knowing what to report. But then Gwen, gently rubbed the freed tissues, and Kelly again uttered a sound of “Aaaaahhh…” But this was obviously an expression of pleasure. Soon her breasts looked pink and healthy again. It was time to make and eat dinner.
When they’d finished eating, Gwen said, “I’ll take care of wrapping up the leftovers tonight. You just stand and watch.”
Kelly watched Gwen take the leftovers into the kitchen. After a minute, she returned with a large roll of clear plastic wrap or clingfilm. “Place your arms down alongside your torso, girl,” she commanded. As Kelly complied, Gwen began wrapping her with the clear plastic. She started at her submissive’s tummy, going several times around her torso. Then she wrapped slowly downward until the clingfilm went across the top of her mound. Now she wrapped upward until the clingfilm past just beneath Kelly’s tits. On the next pass, she moved the film high enough that it passed across the front of Kelly’s chest above her breasts. After several more wrappings at the height of her submissive’s shoulders, Gwen tore the film off of the role.
Kelly giggled and wiggled, feeling a little like a mummy. She was looking down at herself, studying the way her skin looked when confined by the clear plastic. She failed to notice that Gwen had stepped away and returned with a roll of shiny silver duct tape. But she definitely noticed the loud ripping sound as Gwen began peeling some of the tape off of its roll. In a trice, Gwen had wrapped enough duct tape over the clingfilm to reinforce its binding action. Now Kelly felt very restrained!
“Come over here in front of the television set,” Gwen told her. Since her legs were not bound, Kelly was able to slowly maneuver to that spot. Gwen then carefully helped her girl lower herself until she was lying face up on the floor on top of a towel that had been positioned there. “Now we’re going to relax and watch television together,” Gwen stated.
They spent a couple of hours like that, with Gwen sitting on the floor, her back braced against the sofa and her legs arched over and planted at the far side of her cocooned little mummy. From time to time, she played with Kelly’s bare tits, listening to her soft moans of arousal. At other times, her fingers found their way to her submissive’s bare mound and sex. Those fingers stroked, teased, toyed and even penetrated as Kelly’s clit, labia and pussy all received the attention that the bound, restrained body yearned to experience. The resulting moans of excitement were loud and long. A trickle of warm, fragrant fluids spilled from the slit between Kelly’s labia, soaking into the towel.
Kelly felt that she was in some sort of tormenting heaven! She’d never been bound like this before, with her arms trapped at her sides, but her breasts and sex fully exposed and accessible. The powerful restraints heightened her feeling of vulnerability… and with that, intensifying her libido. Add to that the fact that Gwen was skillfully edging her — taking her to the brink of orgasm without letting her pass over that brink meant that Kelly was consumed by an erotic haze of sensation. She was begging her Miss to let her cum… but only mentally. Her mouth was not forming words. It was busy articulating the aforementioned moans of arousal, along with gasps as she felt her body at the point of climax, and sighs as Gwen stopped the stimulation to prevent that from happening.
Neither of them was paying much attention to what was on television. They were both more focused on their interaction. But Gwen was using the television programs as a sort of timer. Finally as one program ended, she decided that it was time for them to have a shower and head for bed. Therefore this time when Kelly reached her brink, Gwen didn’t stop the stimulation. In fact, she intensified it by using both of her hands on her girl. Kelly’s body registered the hand caressing and teasing her breasts and nipples, and also the hand with its fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy while its thumb stroked and massaged her clit. Like electric currents both waves of sensation shot up through her core, merging on their way to her brain. The result was an almost indescribable explosion of orgasmic release. Gwen’s lower hand was drenched as Kelly’s internal muscles contracted. In fact, almost all the muscles of her body contracted, making the clingfilm and duct tape crinkle and creak.
After a timeless eternity, Kelly’s muscles went slack. Smiling, Gwen readjusted her position, leaned over and gave her girl a tender kiss on her lips. Fetching a pair of scissors, she carefully snipped her way up one ‘seam’ of the clingfilm and duct tape between Kelly’s arm and torso. When she neared her girl’s shoulder, there was nothing above it but clingfilm which was easily lifted and snipped through. The front of the ‘cocoon’ could now be lifted away to one side, revealing the sweaty skin that it had covered. Kelly’s lips were formed into a blissful smile as she opened her eyes as a result of feeling the fresh air coming into contact with her moist skin. “Thank you, Miss. That was absolutely amazing,” she murmured.
Gwen helped her to her feet. They showered together, and, at Gwen’s insistence, climbed into bed together, with Kelly snuggled into the crook of Gwen’s arm, her head pillowed on the breast of her Miss, and her leg crossing over Gwen’s. As she drifted off, Kelly realized that the stresses that she used to feel at her work had virtually evaporated, leaving her more focused and efficient. “I’m so lucky to have found this woman,” she told herself as her heart and breathing slowed for drifting off. Their sleep together was deep and peaceful.
At work the next day, Kelly thought, “Steve has really worked hard, and deserves a promotion and a raise.” She put that thought into motion, studiously avoiding thinking about the fact that his new position would require him to travel a lot more. Looking at it objectively, though, he really had earned the raise and promotion. “The out-of-town travel is just a beneficial side-effect,” she finally admitted to herself, a strange smile on her lips. She knew she’d found a gem in Gwen, and wanted to experience more with her. After she’d returned from work, made dinner, and they’d eaten, her heart rate accelerated as she saw Gwen produced some lengths of rope.
“This is new,” Kelly thought, as she obediently stood naked as Gwen bound her forearms together behind her back, each of her hands grasping the opposite elbow. A now familiar feeling of submission and acceptance bloomed inside her. She trusted her Miss now and was excited to see what she had in mind for this evening. “Ahh… this is familiar,” she thought, as Gwen brought some rope from behind her neck to the space between her tits… then firmly wrapped the base of those tits in a figure eight, crossing her breastbone several times until her tits jutted far forward. She remembered how sensitive her breasts felt from this treatment — both during and after.
Once those tits were properly trussed, Gwen led her to a chair, saying, “Sit down here with your pussy hanging off the front edge. You can lean onto the padded back, which should provide enough room behind you for your arms.” The submissive sat, scooted and wriggled in an enticing fashion, getting into position. Taking more rope, Gwen took her time securing Kelly’s legs to the front legs of the chair, with her thighs held wide apart. She finished with the ropes by taking them upward and around her girl’s torso beneath her breasts and across her upper arms and tied them off behind the back of the chair. She then placed a towel on the floor in front of the chair.
Kelly’s expression was a mixture of excitement and curiosity but she asked no questions, obviously intrigued by her growing anticipation. These preparations excited her enough to make her pussy secrete a lot of its juices, which was good, because now her Miss inserted a metal speculum and cranked it slowly open. This displayed her pussy tunnel and the smooth button of her cervix. To finish the preparations, Gwen tied a cloth gag over Kelly’s mouth and watched her eyes widen in surprise. “Oh… I realize this will make it difficult for you to safeword, girl. So if you really want me to stop, make loud noises in the gag, and shake your head side to side vigorously to signal a safeword. Understand?” Kelly nodded, eye’s still wide.
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Gwen then left the room, and returned with a water pistol which she’d stored in the refrigerator. She only gave Kelly a moment or two to realize what was about to happen. Gwen started shooting the cold water into her open tunnel, splashing it against her sensitive cervix! It was good that her mouth was gagged, because the resulting shriek might’ve brought neighbors to the door. But she didn’t shake her head. Gwen shot the icy water deep into her tunnel a couple of more times. Her eyes, her sounds, and her wriggles against the ropes were quite entertaining. Being in no hurry, she took plenty of time between each shot.
Not wanting her girl’s pussy to get too chilled, Gwen turned her attention to squirting her bound tits. Again the gag muffled shrieks, but Kelly’s eyes were twinkling with delight at being helpless for this play. Gwen put the water pistol back in the refrigerator, to keep its water nice and cold. She returned and untied the ropes from around Kelly’s breasts, and massaged the cool, purple tinted flesh until it was warm and pink again, eliciting sounds of pleasure from the bound woman.
Fetching the water pistol again, she proceeded to squirt her girl’s navel and mound, and finished with a couple more squirts up the speculum and onto her cervix, with more jerks, wriggles and muffled shrieks. Then she untied Kelly completely, and removed the gag. The first words out of Kelly’s mouth were: “May I kiss you, Miss?” At Gwen’s smile and nod, she embraced Gwen’s neck with both her arms, and pressed their bodies together as she put her growing love fully into the kiss. Gwen surprised herself by responding in kind, without thinking or censoring herself.
When the kiss ended, they got ready for bed. But this time Gwen pulled down the covers and pulled them both naked onto the sheets. They finished the evening with a torrid 69 session — mutual cunnilingus until they both felt replete. Cuddling together, they were quiet for a few minutes. Then Gwen murmured sleepily, “I’ve had a fantastic week, Kelly… I hope we’ll get other opportunities, but I’d better get up early, pack my bike in the car and get home. I’m not sure when Steve will be flying in, and I’ll need to pick him up from the airport.” Kelly nodded sleepily, a smile forming on her lips since she’d already started arrangements for the two of them to have ‘other opportunities’ sometime soon.