by Kim Knight
‘Oh God, yes!’ she heard herself cry as she lifted her hips, eager to feel the dildo filling her completely. In her mind’s eyes she remembered the sight of it as it has stretched Madeline’s pussy and now she felt it for herself. Her fingers went to her breasts and she gripped the mounds as she watched Madeline lower her head between her thighs. She tensed, waited for that first touch. Her cry was sharp as Madeline’s tongue flicked her clitoris as she drove the dildo forwards. She continued to tongue the sensitive bud as she worked the dildo inside her. Another climax built quickly and just when she was on the point of climax Madeline’s teeth bit down on her clitoris. Kaitlin cried out loudly, the sudden sting like being doused with cold water. But then the dildo was thrusting harder into her and Madeline sucked the bud. She cried out again, tipping her head back as her body tensed. She screamed silently, her nails pressing into the floor as her climax ripped through her –it was like nothing she had ever felt before.
***
Kaitlin’s eyes flickered open and she stared at the strange dark ceiling above her. She shifted slightly, sighing gently as a silk sheet slipped across her breasts. She was lying on a thin mattress that was more comfortable than she would have believed. But then, when she had first lain down upon it, comfort hadn’t been her immediate concern. After recovering from her first shattering climax, Kaitlin was very much aware that their time together was far from over and she was more than happy with that. The mattress has been leaning against the wall and she had rolled onto it after Madeline had dragged it to the floor beside her. Madeline had lain next to her, her fingers and nails gently teasing the flesh of Kaitlin’s breasts and then her thighs. Her gentle teasing had gradually grown more insistent until a frenzied fucking resulted in them both falling breathless and exhausted onto the mattress. At some point Madeline had covered them with the red silk sheet and, despite her willingness not to, she had fallen asleep.
With a small groan, she sat up and then climbed to her feet, groaning again at the ache between her legs but she couldn’t help but smile as she moved to her clothes. Kaitlin had never had a problem enjoying herself sexually, with no commitment offered or requested. Most of her partners felt the same way and those that didn’t soon got the message. But as she dressed, she glanced at Madeline and felt a flutter in her chest that surprised her. She turned away and finished dressing. When she looked back, she realised that Madeline was watching her. She stretched languidly, openly studying her. Now that she was dressed, Kaitlin felt strangely exposed under that stare. She sat on one of the frames and bent to tie her shoes. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Madeline stroking the thick dildo that they had both enjoyed greatly.
‘Can you find your way out?’ Madeline asked flatly.
Kaitlin nodded, ‘Sure.’
‘Good,’ she lifted the dildo and sighed softly as she slipped it between her legs..
Kaitlin watched for several moments, unable to tear her gaze away. Eventually she found her senses, grabbed her coat and headed for the door.
‘Kaitlin ...’
She stopped and half turned.
‘See you soon.’
She glanced over her shoulder, ‘We’ll see,’
Madeline cast the dildo aside and stood up, walking over to stand in front of her. Their eyes met, Madeline’s slightly lowered to meet hers. The intensity of her gaze made Kaitlin shiver and it took all her power to keep her gaze on the Mistress.
‘See you soon,’ Madeline said again.
‘Yeah ... okay,’ she replied softly and opened the door.
Chapter Three:
The rest of the week passed quickly as they continued to build the case against Collins. He was refused bail and remanded in custody. Kaitlin and Parker were heralded as heroes throughout the station and, not for the first time, Kaitlin was honoured by her peers and superiors. That was what she lived for, what she worked countless, unpaid hours for. Usually the reward of a job well done made her feel alive and as gratifying as it was to see the look on Collin’s face as he was taken away, the usual high eluded her. Parker noticed but knew better than to comment. Clearly nothing was bothering her at work so that could only mean that there was something amiss in her personal life and that was a line that they didn’t cross. Kaitlin and Parker might be one of the best partnerships in CID, but they were not friends. And so Parker left her alone, assuming that once Collins was put away for good, the next challenge would come along and she would be back to her old self.
For her part, Kaitlin knew that she hadn’t felt the usual, lasting rush of success but had even less idea about what was causing her melancholic attitude. She dreaded the weekend and the inevitable time off but there was nothing that she could do about it. She went to the gym twice on the Saturday and during the second visit managed to show enough interest in a new, male member that he followed her to the car park when she left. He had stood beside her as she fastened her bag to the back of her motorbike. Then, as she turned to him, he nodded at his van parked beside a wall on the other side of the car park. She went with him and they had fucked against the side of the van, hidden from view by the vehicle. He had been big and she had enjoyed his large cock but her climax had been quick and far from satisfying. He had driven off as she had returned to her bike.
On the Sunday she had gone for a ride on her bike, not really caring where she went, she just needed to get out. After an hour of taking corners with no consideration of where she was heading she found herself entering Oak Street. She came to a stop at the edge of the road and glanced sideways at the house. She kept her helmet on, she didn’t expect to stay. It was several minutes later that the door opened and Kaitlin turned fully to see Madeline standing, framed by the doorway, staring at her. Her helmet had a tinted visor but she knew that Madeline recognised her. After another minute of staring, Madeline turned and went back into the house, leaving the door open behind her. Kaitlin reached for the ignition key with every intention of staring the engine. But before she knew what she was doing, she had removed the key and was walking towards the house. She kept her helmet on until she entered the hallway and then slipped it off as she kicked the door closed behind her.
She moved through the house and into the dungeon where Madeline was waiting for her. Kaitlin bent to place her helmet on the floor and then turned to Madeline. She froze. In the centre of the room, a few feet from where Madeline stood, a vertical frame currently contained a young, spread-eagled woman. Kaitlin studied her – she couldn’t help it. She was slim, her skin pale where it wasn’t striped with red. She was blindfolded and gagged, her hair soaked with sweat. Kaitlin’s eyes travelled lower. Her firm thighs were also striped red, her neatly shaved pussy quivered and the glistening of the flesh suggested that she was a willing participant. As Kaitlin stared, Madeline slowly moved forward to stroke the end of a crop down the woman’s side. She quivered, whimpering softly. ‘This is Kelly,’ Madeline announced, ‘she is a filthy, over-sexed slut who comes to me regularly to be punished for her desires.’
‘I don’t want to interrupt ...’ Kaitlin said slowly and moved to pick up her helmet.
‘No!’ Madeline snapped and when Kaitlin straightened and looked at her, she smiled, ‘Don’t go.’
Kaitlin waved at the woman in the frame, ‘This is not my thing.’
Madeline moved closer, that smile never leaving her beautiful lips. When she was less than a foot away, she stopped and studied her in silence. Eventually she spoke softly, sexily, ‘Nothing will happen to her ... while you are here.’ She glanced over her shoulder and then back at Kaitlin, ‘I want to fuck you and I want her to hear me doing it. I want her to hear me pleasuring you. And when we’re finished, she’ll be so wet that I’ll be able to slip my whole hand into her pussy ... she loves it when I do that.’
Kaitlin shook her head, ‘I don’t think so.’
A shadow flashed across Madeline’s gaze, passing quickly. ‘Then why did you come here?’ she breathed.
‘I ... I’m not sure,’ Kaitli
n responded, running her fingers nervously across her helmet. it was an unusual feeling for her and not one that she was enjoying. She took a deep breath and forced herself to meet Madeline’s gaze, ‘I’m going to go.’
‘No, you’re not,’ was the response as Madeline stepped even closer. Kaitlin neither pulled back nor leant forward as their lips brushed. The Mistress kept her face there, their lips brushing again as she spoke, ‘You don’t want to leave ... not really, and I promise you that you will not regret it if you stay.’
Kaitlin allowed herself a smile, ‘That’s what I’m afraid of.’
Madeline’s lips pressed hard against hers and it was as if the touch unlocked her desires. She responded to the kiss with her own firm kiss, her tongue darting forward to find its mate. She quivered when she heard Madeline groan and the power of their desires was like electricity between them. Madeline stumbled backwards, taking Kaitlin with her. Kaitlin was vaguely aware that this was so that the hanging woman could appreciate the sounds of their fucking but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered but Madeline’s hands as they slid up inside her t-shirt. Her leather jacket fell from her shoulders and her t-shirt was pushed up over her naked breasts. Madeline’s full lips closed over the breast of her nipple and she sighed softly, gasping as her teeth grazed the bud. Madeline’s other hand searched lower and slowly they dropped to the floor. Her trousers were gone in an instant, her panties quickly following. Madeline feasted noisily on her pussy. Sliding her tongue inside her and pulling back to suck at her clitoris. Her tongue and lips were too perfect and Kaitlin cried out as her climax quickly built and crested. She groaned and gasped, then with one final cry she quivered with release.
But Madeline was far from finished with her and no sooner had her lips left her pussy than her fingers were searching within the soaking folds. Kaitlin lifted her hips to the stroking digits, even as her climax still blurred the edges of her senses. The pleasure of the slim fingers sliding into her was intense and Kaitlin cried out, quivering uncontrollably. Her second climax was quickly followed by a third and as she stared disbelievingly at Madeline, she saw a mirror of her own lust. She reached up, her fingers pulling at the fastenings of her sheer dress.
‘No,’ Madeline gasped and pulled back, getting to her feet.
Frowning, Kaitlin moved onto her knees and stared up at her, her fingers sliding up her inner thigh. ‘Why?’
Madeline closed her eyes for an instant, ‘I have to finish the slut.’
In the height of her pleasure, Kaitlin had forgotten about the hanging woman. She glanced sideways at her. Now that she was closer she could clearly see the welts that had been seared onto her skin. A strange feeling settled in the pit of her stomach ... and lower down. She turned from the slave and stared at Madeline again as her fingers found her naked pussy, ‘You won’t regret it.’
Madeline quivered and laughed but stepped backwards, shaking her head. ‘I must finish the slut ... stay and watch ... then you can fuck me afterwards.’
Kaitlin was sorely tempted and as she looked at the slave again she almost agreed. But then she was bending to pick up her clothes and slowly dressed as Madeline watched her. She dared to glance at the enigmatic Mistress, sure that she would see disappointment on her face. But there wasn’t. Madeline watched her with interest, a tiny smile playing at her lips. Her eyes shone with unspent lust but her breathing was steady and controlled. Kaitlin nodded with respect as she slipped her jacket on. She went back to where she had left her helmet and picked it up. ‘See you soon,’ she said and then left. She closed the door behind her and then waited, her hands trembling as she turned to the door to listen.
She heard Madeline’s voice but couldn’t make out the words. A sudden, loud snap made Kaitlin jump and the cry that followed told her that the Mistress had removed the hanging woman’s gag. Several more snaps echoed from beyond the door as a strange heat flooded Kaitlin’s groin. Quivering, she turned from the door and slipped her helmet on. With the sounds fully dampened, she found the strength to leave the house. It wouldn’t be long before she returned.
Chapter four:
It was three days before she returned. Madeline greeted her at the door, her brows arched. ‘I expected you back sooner,’ she announced as she stepped back to allow Kaitlin to pass.
Kaitlin put her helmet on the floor and turned to the taller woman who had closed the door. Their eyes met and as much as she wanted to grab her and rip her clothes from her, she took a deep breath and forced herself to say, ‘I don’t know what the arrangement is, so ...’
‘Arrangement?’ Madeline asked, her voice light with amusement. She stepped closer and slowly unfastened the zip of Kaitlin’s leather jacket. Beneath, she wore a tight, black t-shirt that was no barrier to sensation as Madeline ran her nails over her breast, making her quiver. ‘What arrangement?’ she asked again.
Kaitlin forced herself to focus but the tiniest of touches was all it took to ignite her lust that had grown steadily over the past three days. She had tried to relieve the tension herself but her own attentions had only served to make it worse. ‘Umm ... I ...’ she hated the uncertainty that she heard in her voice, the desire and the sheer need that rippled along her skin. She knew that Madeline was aware of it and she hated that just as much. She knew that she had to deal with it, to make some sort of arrangement with the Mistress because she couldn’t let this woman have so much power over her. ‘I don’t know how these things work,’ she managed to say, ‘I mean ... what’s expected, how much I need to ... I mean, how much you ...’
Madeline gave a genuine laugh, ‘Are you asking how much I charge?’
Kaitlin ran a shaking hand through her hair. Damn it – what was happening to her? She was like a bloody teenager on her first date. She drew herself up and met Madeline’s gaze, ‘I’m sorry, this is not me ... I’m not like this.’
Madeline laughed again, ‘I am very much aware of that.’ She gently took her hand and lifted it to her lips. She slowly slipped the tip of one digit between her lips and sucked gently. ‘Besides, I don’t think it would be appropriate to discuss such things with a police officer, do you?’
Kaitlin slowly pulled her had away, ‘You think I’m trying to trap you in some way?’
‘Of course not,’ she took Kaitlin’s hand again, slowly running her lips across the back, ‘But let’s make it easier on both of us, hmmm? I enjoy fucking you and being fucked by you ... you have an intensity that I rather enjoy.’
Kaitlin stepped forward, brushing her lips across Madeline’s, the same way that the Mistress had the last time they had met. ‘And you want nothing else from me?’
‘Right this moment I just want to feel your fingers filling me up,’ she replied and then gasped as Kaitlin pushed her back against the wall. She pushed her leg up between her thighs, rubbing the leather of her trousers over the Mistress’ naked pussy. Madeline tipped her head back, smiling as she gasped, ‘I fucking love what you do to me.’
Kaitlin’s only response was to pull open the other woman’s blouse. Her hand found her naked breast and pulled the smooth mound free of the material so that she could suck on her nipple. She found the other breast and ran her nails down the flesh as she rubbed her thigh back and forth. The taller woman groaned over and over, clearly desperate for more than her leg could offer but at the same time enjoying the build up. Eventually, Kaitlin could wait no longer and she stroked her hand down until she was able to slip her fingers between Madeline’s thighs. The woman cried out, lifting her leg and wrapping it around Kaitlin, giving her better access as she pulled her closer. Kaitlin moved to her neck and sucked at the skin as she slipped her fingers inside, delving as deep as their position would allow. That was clearly deep enough for Madeline because she gasped loudly, thrusting her hips forward and gritting her teeth. ‘Yes!’ she breathed. Kaitlin continued to move her fingers inside her, teasing her to the point of climax and then forcing her over the edge.
When the shudders had eased, Kaitlin allowed Madeline
to slide to the floor and then she moved between her legs. Her tongue flicked over her clitoris, making her sigh and quiver as the afterglow of her climax was quickly re-ignited. She inhaled the musky scent of her spent lust and sucked gently at her labia lips. Her tongue slipped into the wet opening and her fingers played at the small hood above. She soon grew light-headed but worked on at the pussy, eager to draw another shuddering climax from the woman. When it came, it was stronger than the first and Kaitlin felt pride in her chest at the sound of the other woman’s cry of delight.
This time, when her shudders had eased, she leant back against the wall and smiled at Kaitlin. ‘Undress and I shall return the favour.’
Smiling herself, Kaitlin slowly undressed as the promise of what was to come shone in the Madeline’s eyes.
***
Following that night, it was as if the floodgates had opened. Kaitlin visited Madeline every few days and the sex was amazing. Kaitlin often left feeling exhausted but sated, although the satisfaction didn’t last. For her part, Madeline appeared to enjoy the sex as much as Kaitlin. Kaitlin was under no illusion that things wouldn’t last and that it was just a matter of time before the thrill of it all waned. But Kaitlin also had no problem with enjoying herself while she could – after all, what was the harm?
***
Kaitlin tipped her head back, sighing softly as Madeline’s tongue travelled up the groove of her sex. Its journey was followed by the domed head of a thick dildo. Suddenly Madeline’s lips clamped down on her clitoris as she slid the dildo into Kaitlin’s welcoming pussy. She groaned loudly, quivers running down the insides of her spread thighs. She lifted her head to watch as Madeline slid the dildo deep into her, her lips still sucking at her sensitive bud. As if sensing her watching, Madeline lifted her eyes and stared at her. Kaitlin smiled and groaned again as her pleasure quickly crested. She tilted her head to the side, her eyes alighting on one of the many frames that surrounded them. She stared at the leather cuffs and the thick chains, felt her pussy warming as her climax quickly neared. She turned her attention back to Madeline as the dildo was slowed, teasing her and keeping her climax hanging at the edges of her senses.