‘It’s too late now,’ Maia moaned. ‘I’ve lost the respect of the others. They’ll only listen to you now. They know you’ll impress the master, and so they’ll want to ingratiate themselves to you. Now I’ll be the one being ordered around and abused by them. They’ll want revenge for all the things I’ve done to them.’ She let out a choked sob and buried her face in her hands, openly weeping with despair.
Mina looked at the wretched form before her and then at the door. It was thick, but not thick enough to block out screams. In all likelihood the women had not heard Maia’s breakdown and confession, even though they undoubtedly had their ears pressed to the door.
Shaking her head with disbelief that she was actually going to do this, Mina opened her mouth and screamed as loudly as her lungs permitted, over and over again. As soon as she ran out of air she sucked in a quick breath and began hollering again, using the pain she was in to augment her sounds of distress. It felt good to howl, the discomfort in her loins and breasts and legs making it easy to articulate her distress.
Maia almost fell over from shock at the sudden noise, startled by it and confused.
‘Maia, please stop, I’m begging you, stop!’ Mina cried. ‘I’ll do anything you say, anything!’
Maia rubbed her eyes free of tears and sniffed back her sorrow, a smile of gratitude spreading across her lips as she realised what Mina was doing.
Breaking into a series of sobs and breathless petitions for mercy, Mina continued playing her part.
‘Why are you doing this?’ Maia finally asked, caressing Mina’s cheek almost adoringly. ‘You know I can’t let you go.’
‘I know you can’t let me go. Just keep me as your slave. I won’t hold my cries back any more, I promise. Just use me as you wish,’ Mina said quickly, and then returned to screaming for mercy.
‘But what about Merope?’ Maia said in dismay, her hope of saving face and preserving her position crumbling. ‘She’ll betray us.’
‘Not if she knows what’s good for her,’ Mina hissed, and stretched herself upward, hauling with her arms and making the girl attached to her cry out in anguish as she was contorted by Mina’s considerably stronger physique. ‘You hear that, slave? You keep your mouth shut, or you’ll have the both of us to answer to.’
‘Yes, yes, anything you say!’ Merope wailed.
‘That’s Mistress Mina when we’re alone, slave,’ she said firmly, and used her aching muscles to further afflict the other girl.
‘Yes, Mistress Mina,’ Merope whispered miserably.
‘Good girl.’ Mina relaxed.
‘Oh, thank you, thank you so much, Mina,’ Maia declared with an outpouring of emotion, sinking to her knees and cradling Mina’s inverted head in her hands. Their lips met, and they exchanged an amorous kiss. The bizarre nature of it almost made Mina laugh, for here she was, hanging from her ankles tied to another woman, her torso and hindquarters punished by ropes, cream and clamps, her breasts whipped until raw, and now her abuser was kissing her with heartfelt appreciation.
Maia finally stood up again, her tall boots filling Mina’s vision, the leather rippling with the play of her muscles as she began to work. ‘I’ll get these off you,’ she said, beginning to untie the knots of the crotch rope.
‘And I’ll give you a few more screams,’ offered Mina, scowling slightly as the rope came away from her chafed labia. Then the clamp on her sex was taken up and opened, and the sudden release of tension caused a rush of sensation to pour back into her throbbing flesh. She stiffened and howled, the intense pain enabling her to produce a true ear-piercing scream. The clamps at her breasts were removed next, and her shrieks continued for several minutes as she exaggerated her feelings. The breast bondage was unwound, and Mina moaned in earnest. Then their hands were set free and the two suspended women were lowered back to the floor, where they crumpled in enervated heaps. Maia quickly unfastened their ankle bonds and reached down to help Mina up onto her knees, leaving Merope where she lay.
Mina found her limbs full of aching waves of sensation, the effects of the suspension lingering in her flesh, her muscles hot and strained from fighting the ropes. Marks ran around her ankles like purple tattoos, but the feeling of eerie pride, of having battled insurmountable odds and won, was so distinct it elated her, emphasised as it was by her charity and consideration for another. She gathered herself together, her head swimming now that her body was turned the right way up, forcing her scrambled equilibrium to readjust.
Maia crouched down before her, the polished hide of her boots issuing a soft squeak as she settled in and offered Mina her hands.
Mina took them, and held on to them for balance amidst the throbbing pulses of lingering agony coursing through her abused flesh, and the agonising pins-and-needles in her feet.
‘Are you okay?’ Maia asked with concern.
‘It’ll pass in a moment,’ Mina replied, her downcast gaze locked to the black leather leading up to creamy thighs. Maia was truly gorgeous, and Mina spontaneously decided to avail herself of that which she had just saved. Rising, she shuffled forward a little so she was looking down on the other woman. Shifting her thighs apart for added stability, she gazed down into Maia’s face. This woman was no brutal nemesis; she was a slave just like everyone else here. It was only because of her astounding looks that she had gained a measure of authority and was now loathe to let it slip through her fingers.
Closing her palms around the gorgeous face, Mina bent over and lifted it towards her own. Their lips met and parted, and their eager tongues emerged to embrace each other, the slick organs rubbing fondly against one another.
Maia’s hands reached around Mina and took hold of each of her buttock cheeks, clasping the firm flesh with her leather-clad fingers, her back dipping into a deep arch as she was held by her head and served up to her victim’s ravishing kisses.
Mina took an upper lip between her teeth and sucked on it before raining kisses on Maia’s cheeks, simultaneously letting a hand drift down and caress the woman’s lush breasts. The nipples were stiff with passion, and Mina relished her hunger for this new and radiant flesh. Turning the nipple rings, she gently manipulated the steel hoops to add to Maia’s pleasure. Then she stroked her cheek and ran her fingers through her soft red hair.
Maia continued to fill her hands with Mina’s bottom as her tongue tasted each of her nipples in turn, seemingly indecisive of which one to concentrate on. The stern whipping had made them incredibly sensitive, and spiced each rush of pleasure with a touch of pain, a mixture Mina found exceedingly palatable. ‘Turn around, I want to taste your ass,’ she stated bluntly.
Maia quickly turned around and spread her legs, offering her bottom up to the air as she leant forward.
Mina sank to her knees and slipped a hand between her legs in response to the sight before her, almost swooning at the glorious image of pure round buttocks aimed at her supported by slender thighs. ‘God, you’re gorgeous,’ she hissed through her teeth, her finger riding up through her own moist sex as she looked. Then her other hand began groping at Maia’s proffered loins. First she squeezed and kneaded the sumptuous flesh of her inner thighs before thrusting two fingers up inside her welcoming pussy, watching with joy as Maia shuddered and moaned softly. The ring through her clit tickled the back of Mina’s hand, a new and alien device to her and one that intrigued her greatly. Then, unable to deny herself any longer, Mina tasted the other woman, holding on to her buttock with both hands to keep them spread as she sank her tongue deep into the waiting sphincter.
Maia groaned, tossing her head back, her eyes closing as she delighted in the feel of being penetrated by the slippery tongue that only moments earlier had been exploring her mouth. ‘Oh Mina... oh yes...’ she moaned.
Mina slipped a hand beneath her, running her fingers from Maia’s navel down to her sex. The slick juices aided her task, letting her fingers slide effortlessly betwe
en her full labia. ‘Lay on your back, your arms over your head,’ she heard herself command.
Without hesitation, Maia stretched herself out across the carpet.
Her curvaceous form made Mina’s eyes burn with lust. She wanted to drown herself in the woman’s soft flesh, to smother herself in every inch of it. Shifting her own body over Maia’s face, she leaned forward and grabbed Maia’s ankles. Pulling them up, she lifted them into the air, and shifted her grip to the gorgeous stems of her hide-encased calves. Hauling her in, Mina lowered her wet sex over Maia’s face, and the woman’s tongue instantly shot up into her pussy like a solid hot geyser.
Mina in turn ran her tongue along Maia’s soaking labia, taking a teasing lap from the fountain between them before shoving her tongue deep into the luscious pudenda. Pushing hard, she acted in mockery of a phallus, thrusting her tongue in and out. She was in heaven, overwhelmed to have someone so utterly gorgeous at her disposal and riding her face. She felt herself being carried towards orgasm, the steady budding pleasure between her legs growing more intense with every lap and lick of Maia’s expert tongue. Similarly, she could feel the other woman’s body stiffening with anticipation, enduring the rising levels of bliss and preparing for the imminent eruption of pleasure.
With accelerating breaths and low groans of delight, the two women ferried each other to the point of release. Mina jerked and held tight to Maia as though she were an anchor carrying her through a storm of rapture. She gurgled and moaned into Maia’s pussy, her legs twitching with tension as she rode the other woman’s face. Then, her whole body shaking as though she was being electrocuted, she yowled and screeched, fighting to keep herself in place as the sensations became almost too much to bear. It was harder to keep herself on Maia’s tongue than it had been to remain quiet during the woman’s sadistic crusade to make her scream.
A few moments later Maia was choking her own cries against Mina’s smothering sex, losing herself in the heady pleasure of their exchange.
Afterwards they held on to each other for a moment, letting the intensity of their climaxes ebb away before they collapsed side-by-side across the floor, and then turned to embrace each other, huddling together, their nerve-endings charged and frayed by the tempestuous event. Kissing sedately now, they let their hands run over the form of their partner. Mina separated herself slightly to nibble gently on the smooth surface of Maia’s exposed shoulder, and as she sucked the silky, delicate skin she noticed Merope huddled in the corner, her eyes sparkling with lust.
‘It seems we forgot someone,’ Mina commented.
Maia turned her head and glanced at the small Asian girl, who immediately looked down at the floor. ‘And she’ll stay forgotten, for good, if she breathes one word of this,’ Maia warned as she cuddled up to Mina, entwining her arms around her firm body and nuzzling her features into her cleavage.
‘Well, we have a party to attend in the other room, I believe,’ Mina said, and disengaging herself from Maia, stood up.
‘You’re sure you want to go through with that? You don’t have to,’ Maia said generously.
‘I know, but it will look suspicious if you cave in now,’ Mina replied as she approached the cowering Merope. ‘Besides, I’m almost looking forward to it. So, I expect you to be your old cruel self again, Maia.’ She lifted Merope’s chin so their eyes met.
‘You won’t mind?’ quizzed Maia worriedly.
‘Of course not, you can be as vicious as you like with me. I’ll play along, and won’t hold back my distress, but I want you to treat me with as much severity as possible. And I enjoyed being tied next to you, Merope. Perhaps we could do it again some time.’
The woman looked aghast.
‘Don’t give me that doe-eyed look of fright, you little tease,’ Mina chided her. ‘I heard the gratitude in your voice after you were whipped. You love it as much as I do. Why do you deny it?’ She was genuinely curious to know why this clearly masochistic female refused to revel in her submission.
‘It’s... it’s not right,’ Merope answered softly. ‘I was kidnapped and brought here against my will.’
‘Kidnapped?’ Mina sank to her knees and ran a hand through the girl’s long hair.
‘They tried to recruit me, but I refused. Then one day I was swimming in the ocean and divers grabbed me and loaded me into their boat. They used their social influence to have me declared dead, saying I had drowned at sea. I’m not meant to be here.’ Her voice cracked slightly from repressed emotion.
‘You’re such a fool, Merope. You’re full to the brim with a need for discipline, and yet you cling to this belief and resent your own nature,’ Mina accused her softly.
‘That’s not true. It’s not!’
‘Yes it is. I was just like you, Merope, but instead of resentment I was filled with purpose. My goal was to deny this place and to deny myself. Thankfully, I learned better. I surrendered to this place and let it into my soul, just as you should.’
‘I can’t.’ Merope shook her head. ‘It’s wrong.’ She sounded close to tears.
‘Right and wrong... listen to yourself, Merope. You’re a slave in a carnal empire, you have the means to extract joy such as you’ve never known from this place, and yet instead you choose to waste this priceless opportunity using the foolish excuse of morality.’ With a rough shove she sent the girl sprawling across the floor on her back, and before she could move she straddled her face, smothering her features with her vulva as her fingers laced into hers and held her hands firmly down. Merope struggled, her legs kicking and her heels skidding against the carpet. ‘Lick me,’ Mina commanded.
The girl continued to struggle, moaning her resistance.
Mina chuckled. ‘Admit it, Merope. Admit you love this more than anything.’
The girl’s head attempted to thrash from side to side in fervent denial, her stubborn streak obviously quite strong. It was a challenge similar to the one Maia had faced with her, and Mina had no intention of being beaten, especially not by a creature so akin to herself, but she had time. With a smile she lifted herself up a little, and let the girl snatch deep gulps of air. ‘I want no more of this hiding yourself away crap, Merope. I want you hurling yourself wildly into any act of depravity you are offered, or the next time you’re between my thighs you’ll not come out alive. Understand?’
‘Y-yes, Mistress Mina,’ she blurted meekly.
Mina’s smile deepened. ‘You may give me satisfaction, Merope,’ she stated aloofly.
‘Yes, Mistress Mina.’ Merope sniffed back tears as Mina settled her sex over her face again.
This time Mina came swiftly, riding Merope’s unwilling features while soothing the troubled girl with words of encouragement, urging her to revel in her submission, and to feel safe in her bondage as she was made to service another woman.
Afterwards she climbed casually off her face, and leaning down, kissed her on the lips. ‘You did well, Merope. I’m proud of you.’
‘Thank you, Mistress Mina.’
Mina stood up, and stretched luxuriously.
‘Mina?’ Maia said tentatively, moving in behind her.
‘Mm?’ She rested her head back against the other woman’s shoulder.
‘What you said to her just now... about not coming out alive... You were kidding, right?’
Mina did not reply, but merely left a short uneasy silence before turning to face her. Lifting her hand, she caressed one of Maia’s cheeks, enjoying the look of consternation on the beautiful face. ‘Pray you never find out,’ she warned with a sweet smile.
Chapter 7
Kneeling to attention on the floor, Mina kept her eyes lowered to the ranks of leather-clad calves standing all around her. The black fabric shimmered in the soft light, the heels digging into the large smooth cushions adorning the floor and forming a yielding carpet. The small room was filled with black satin pillows, its walls and ceiling a sing
le mirror showing everything from every angle. A single red bulb in the centre of the ceiling filled the room with a sanguinary haze, dying everything a devilish shade. A plexus of straps about the women’s thighs and waists held a leather crotch-piece with side pockets containing vibrating eggs, while from the front reared a large phallus, the jelly dildo a translucent purple in the demonic light.
Someone - she guessed it was Maia - stepped behind her and drew a dark scarf around her head, blindfolding her with it.
‘Okay, help yourselves,’ she declared, shoving Mina across the pillows.
She landed on her back, and barely had time to move before she felt hands all over her, and her arms were grabbed and pinned down.
‘Get her legs!’ hissed a voice Mina was unable to identify.
Her legs were promptly leaned on by leather extremities, and spread wide.
‘Go on,’ encouraged another voice. ‘Do her. You know she wants it.’
Mina felt movement between her thighs, and suddenly her back arched and she cried out beneath the dildo’s rash intrusion. Gasping, she clenched the inner muscles of her pussy around the soft shaft as the pliant rod rode back and forth inside her, pushing in deep.
‘That’s it, give it to her nice and hard.’
‘I’m taking her mouth.’
‘Yes, fill her with it.’
A pair of naked buttocks was pressed against her chest and a hand slipped beneath her head, lifting it up and prodding a rounded tip to her lips. Opening Mina’s mouth with the dildo, the woman thrust it in, nearly gagging her as she shoved it down into her throat. After this first coarse stab she took a more leisurely approach, riding Mina’s head back and forth, the dildo bending and allowing her to suck on it as the hum of the eggs and moans of pleasure filled her ears.
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