by Ellie Norton
Kristen twisted the cuffs on her wrists and said, "No, they're fine."
"Good, now both of you strip. I want to see your bodies," Emma said and I could see her confidence growing.
"Yes, Mistress," I said, immediately jumping to my feet to obey.
Kristen hesitated for a brief moment before she hesitantly said, "Yes, Mistress," and stood to pull her shirt off.
Once we both stood naked in front of our mistress, Emma smiled. "Thank you," she said, gazing possessively over our bodies. The look had moisture pooling between my thighs. Emma noticed my reaction and smirked in response. Kristen shifted, pulling my mistress' gaze back to her. "Yes, Kristen?" she asked.
Kristen hesitated for a moment before asking, "Um, are you going to put a collar on me?"
Emma's eyebrow shot up. "Do you want me to make you mine, Kristen?"
"I—uh—I—what do you mean?" Kristen stammered out.
Emma smiled gently and said, "The collar is a symbol of ownership. If you put it on, it means that you are mine to do with as I please, but I can make you helpless without it."
"Do you mean like forever?" Kristen asked.
"No, it would be temporary, just for tonight," Emma said firmly and I smiled. Kristen hesitated and Emma went on. "The choice is yours, Kristen."
I was surprised when Kristen turned to study me. I met her gaze, not knowing what she was looking for. After a moment she nodded and turned back to Emma to say, "I think I'd like to wear one."
Emma's eyes turned possessive as she said, "I can be very demanding of my pets, Kristen. Are you sure?"
Kristen swallowed hard before asking, "Will you still stop if I say the safe word?"
"Always."
"Then I'm sure," Kristen said, the slight tremble of her body betraying the confidence in her voice.
Emma smirked and moved back to her cabinet, she came back a moment later with a collar I had never seen before. I smiled gratefully at her that she wasn't offering Kristen one of mine. Emma smiled at me for a moment before turning back to Kristen. "You must put it on yourself. It has to be your choice to give yourself to me, but once the collar is on, you will not take it off. It becomes my choice to release you. Do you understand?"
Kristen sucked in a sharp breath and said, "Yes, Em."
Emma's eyes narrowed and I had to bite my lip to keep the smile off my face at Kristen's mistake. Kristen reached out and took the soft leather collar with shaking fingers. She reached up and buckled it into place. Emma smiled, tracing a gentle finger down her cheek. "Thank you, Kristen," she said sweetly before hooking her finger in the ring on the collar and yanking Kristen closer to her. Our mistress' eyes flashed dangerously as she snarled, "Do not use my name again while you are in this room, or you will be very sorry."
Kristen gasped, trembling in Emma's grip. "Yes, Mistress," she whispered.
"Good," she said, releasing her grip on Kristen's collar. Emma turned to glare at me. "Do you think this is funny, Rachel?" she demanded.
My breath caught in my throat as I realized I had been grinning. I immediately sobered. "No, Mistress. I'm sorry."
Instead of answering, Emma gripped my collar and yanked me over to the wall. She pushed me roughly against it and clipped my cuffs to the wall so that I was facing away from her and couldn't see what she was doing. I whimpered and was rewarded with a hard slap falling on the bruised flesh of my ass. "Silence," my mistress snarled. Then she turned to Kristen. "Come and kneel here, next to Rachel."
"Yes, Mistress," Kristen said, moving to obey her.
I turned to see Kristen kneeling on the carpet on my left side. "Eyes forward, Rachel. I did not give you permission to look at Kristen," Emma barked out and I instantly turned to stare at the wall two inches from my face.
I listened intently as my mistress asked Kristen to put her hands behind her back. I heard the telltale 'click' that signified that Kristen's wrists were now bound together. Then Emma moved back to the cabinet. She returned and reached around me to shove a ball gag into my mouth. In a voice just loud enough to carry to Kristen, she said, "This will keep that smug grin off your face, my pet." Then she stepped back and with no warning the flogger fell sharply across my back. My body instinctively jerked forward at the unexpected sweet pain. But I was able to keep my body relaxed when the next blow fell, submitting to my mistress' punishment. The fifth and final blow fell across the welts on my ass cheeks and I gasped and barely kept my body relaxed against the much sharper pain. "Good, girl," Emma said, setting aside the flogger.
She ran a finger through my already drenched folds and turned to Kristen. "See how wet she is?"
Kristen's shocked gasp brought a blush to my cheeks. "Wow," was all she said.
Emma chuckled and crossed to her. "Have you ever tasted a woman's desire, Kristen?"
"N—No, Mistress," Kristen stammered.
"Taste Rachel's," Emma ordered and I couldn't help myself, I turned to watch Kristen take Emma's finger into her mouth. Her eyes widening and searching out my own as she licked my flavor from our mistress' finger. Heat raced to my core at the sight. Emma turned and saw me watching. "Eyes forward, slave. Don't make me blindfold you," she snarled and I instantly obeyed. Her voice softened as she asked, "Did you like the taste of her, my pet?"
"Yes, Mistress," Kristen said huskily, sending a shudder through me.
"Good, are you ready for me to make you feel a little helpless?"
"Yes, Mistress," Kristen repeated again, her rising desire evident in her voice.
"Good," Emma said again and then she moved to me, releasing me from the wall. "Kneel next to Kristen," she ordered and I hurried to obey while she moved to the cabinet, coming back with a pair of ankle cuffs for me. She buckled them into place and clipped my wrist cuffs to them. I had to suppress the groan that wanted to escape as my weight pressed my bruised ass against my calves. Emma smirked at me, knowing what the position had done to me. Then she turned to Kristen and unclipped her cuffs. She led Kristen to the wall and clipped the cuffs to the hooks, so that Kristen was facing Emma. "Are you alight?" She asked gently when Kristen was in place.
"Yes, Mistress," Kristen said, no longer hesitant.
Emma smiled and moved to her cabinet, coming back with a long feather, which she began to run gently along Kristen's skin. Kristen squirmed, giggling when it brushed a particularly sensitive spot. Then the feather began to focus on Kristen's nipples. She let out a gasp as her nipples tightened against the sensation. I shifted as the sight caused more moisture to pool between my thighs. Emma glanced at me and smirked before turning back to Kristen and trailing the feather lower. Kristen whimpered, her body flush with arousal. I had to bite back an answering whimper when the feather slid between Kristen's thighs. Kristen shifted to widen her legs, inviting further touch and our mistress pulled away.
"Please, Em," Kristen moaned.
Fast as a snake, Emma reached out to grip one of Kristen's erect nipples. She pinched the tender flesh and coldly said, "No." Kristen let out a pained grunt and Emma released the nipple to smack the tip. Kristen bucked against the pain I knew she was experiencing. My own nipple throbbed in sympathy. "That was for using my name without permission."
Kristen whimpered, "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry."
"Good girl," She said and gently massaged Kristen's nipple to sooth the stinging skin. Kristen moaned, arching into the touch. Emma raised her other hand to knead the other breast. "Do you like the feeling of my hands on you, my pet?" she asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Kristen gasped out, straining against her cuffs in an effort to bring Emma closer to her. Emma ran a hand down her body to lightly run a finger through Kristen's slick folds.
Instantly, jealousy roared through me and I began struggling against my bonds. I wanted to be released to stop my mistress' hands. She was mine! My struggles caused a grunt to escape around the gag in my mouth and Emma turned to watch me. I angrily met her gaze. Her eyes turned possessive as she watched me. Kristen let out a moan, momentarily d
istracting my mistress. She turned back to meet Kristen's eyes and said, "Do not come until I give you permission."
Kristen gasped in surprise then nodded, "Yes, Mistress."
"Good," she said, and I could see the muscles in her arms tense as she worked harder to push Kristen towards that climax. It drove me into a frenzy and I growled, struggling harder in my efforts to escape. I began to desperately try to reach the clip that would release me. Emma's eyes immediately found mine again. This time they showed a combination of fury and possession and she snapped, "Stop, Rachel!" I glared at her, but didn't stop trying to free myself. Her eyes narrowed and she returned my glare with one that was full of her dominance. I felt it press over me and I shuddered, my desperate, jealous rage shattering under my mistress' will. My body grew still as I submitted to my mistress, my eyes falling to rest on the floor in front of me. "Look at me," she snarled, and my eyes immediately snapped back up to her. "Who do you belong to slave?" she asked. I could only answer her with my eyes as the words 'I belong to you' settled into my psyche. She nodded, seeing the answer clearly written on my face.
Kristen bucked against Emma's fingers and without taking her demanding eyes from me, she ordered, "Come now!" Kristen let out a long moan as she shuddered through her orgasm at the same time an orgasm ripped through me. My body instantly responded to my mistress' order, despite being nowhere close to the edge a moment prior.
Emma pulled her fingers from Kristen's core and smiled, "Well done, my pets."
Kristen shivered in response and whispered, "Thank you." Quickly adding, "Mistress," when Emma looked at her.
Emma cupped her cheek, and said, "You're welcome." Then she released Kristen from the wall. "Go lay on the bed Kristen."
"Yes, Mistress," Kristen answered happily as she moved quickly past me to the bed.
Emma moved next to me, unclipping my bonds as she asked, "Are you alright love?" I nodded, unable to speak with the gag in my mouth. Immediately, Emma removed the gag. "Are you really?"
"Yes, Mistress. I didn't anticipate my reaction to seeing your hands on Kristen. But I am yours and I needed the reminder."
"Do you want to continue? We can stop," she quietly offered.
I shook my head. "No we can't. We've both wanted Kristen too much to stop now, Em. I won't get jealous of Kristen again," I said, using her first name intentionally to emphasize my seriousness. Emma nodded, and I knew she understood so I continued, "I don't want this all the time, I'm too greedy for that, but just this once will be ok."
"Alright, love. Come on. I think you'll like what I have planned next," she said, smiling as she offered me her hand.
I took it and stood. "Thank you, Mistress."
"You're welcome, my pet," she said squeezing my hand. We crossed the room together and I met Kristen's anxious gaze.
"You ok?" she asked me.
I smiled, "Yeah, I'm good."
She returned the smile, "I'm glad."
"Kneel by the bed, Rachel. I will be busy with Kristen for a minute," Emma said releasing my hand.
"Yes, Mistress," I said, immediately sinking to my knees.
Emma then moved to secure Kristen's wrists to the headboard. Then she attached ankle cuffs on Kristen and tied her spread eagle to the bed. "Are you alright, my pet?" Emma asked, watching Kristen carefully.
"Yes, Mistress," she said, blushing from being so exposed in front of us.
Emma smiled softly before turning to me. "Rachel kneel between Kristen's legs."
"Yes, Mistress," I said, immediately moving to obey.
"Eager, my pet?" Emma asked me, amused.
"Yes, Mistress," I said meeting Kristen's eyes to let her see my desire. She sucked in a sharp breath as her blush deepened.
"Good," Emma said chuckling. She moved away and came back with nylon straps. Heat rushed through me as she attached them to my ankle cuffs before clipping them to the cuffs on Kristen's ankles. My core clenched in anticipation as the restraints forced my legs open, exposing my center for my mistress. Then she attached two straps to my wrist cuffs and ran them under Kristen's legs, pulling my hands with them until I was crouched over her, my face inches from her slick folds. Emma tied off the straps to the headboard and I realized that I could only move closer to Kristen. I looked up to meet her crystal blue eyes. She stared down at me hungrily as her breath came out in short needy pants. Instantly my own desire swamped me, and it took all of the strength within me not to close the distance between us until our mistress commanded it.
"Good girl," Emma said running a hand softly down my back. Then she turned to Kristen. "Do you want Rachel to pleasure you?"
"Yes, Mistress," Kristen said huskily.
"Alright, Rachel you may begin. But neither of you are allowed to come until I give you permission," our mistress said.
"Yes, Mistress," we both said in unison, causing Emma to chuckle.
As I slowly closed the distance between us, the scent of Kristen's arousal hit my senses and I moaned, causing a shiver to run through her body. I tenderly kissed the insides of both of her thighs, intentionally teasing both of us. Kristen whimpered and Emma lost patience. "Lick her, Rachel; or I will tie you in the corner and make you watch me fuck her all night," she growled.
Kristen gasped in surprise, but I took her warning to heart and immediately ran my tongue through her slick folds. Kristen's desire tasted wonderfully. It was lighter and slightly more tart than Emma. I licked through her folds again, enjoying the sharp indrawn breath I produced from Kristen. "Do you like the way she tastes, my pet?" Emma asked and I nodded, unwilling to move my mouth from her to answer properly. A sharp slap fell on my ass causing me to buck forward against Kristen's clit. She moaned in return and Emma gripped my collar, pulling me back as far as the restraints would allow. "Answer me, slave!"
"Yes, Mistress, I love the way she tastes," I gasped out.
She released me and said, "Continue."
"Yes, Mistress," I said, lowering my mouth back to Kristen's center. I could feel my mistress' eyes on me and a shiver ran through me, knowing that I was helpless to resist her desire for me to please her best friend. In the back of my mind, I knew that I'd fantasized about doing this to Kristen since I had admitted to myself that I was gay. But this was different, this was my mistress' choice and I was doing this on her orders. The desire to please my mistress drove me with single-minded intensity to my task. I fervently began to lick and suck on Kristen's clit and she responded, immediately beginning to squirm against me, letting out little panting moans. When I felt her stiffen under me, I slowed down to lazily lick through her folds, lapping up her desire as I allowed her time to back away from the edge.
Kristen whimpered in frustration and Emma coldly said, "Kristen I told you not to come until I gave you permission. Rachel is helping you obey that command."
Kristen's eyes flew to Emma. "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry I forgot."
"I know, my pet. You're lucky Rachel didn't forget," she said, her voice gentling.
"I know," she said before turning to me. "Thank you, Rachel."
I raised my mouth to smile up at her. "You're welcome, Kristen. Are you ready for more?"
She took a deep breath, steeling herself and nodded, "Yes."
I turned to look at Emma. "May I continue, Mistress?" I asked.
She gave me a pleased smiled that made my heart flutter. "Yes, love. You may."
I returned her smile before turning back to my task. Emma watched for a minute before moving away from the bed. I could hear her at the cabinet and I smiled inwardly, knowing things were about to get interesting. I looked up to see Kristen watching what our mistress was doing with wide eyes. Wanting her attention on me, I sucked her clit deep into my mouth and began to flick her clit with the tip of my tongue. She bucked against me, her eyes immediately turned back to me. I gave the sensitive nub another flick, causing her to moan loudly as her body shuddered against me. I released her clit and began to roll my tongue around it. I could feel her struggling a
gainst the orgasm building within her and knew that she remembered our mistress' order this time, so I didn't slow down my assault on her center.
"Mistress, I'm close. Please may I come?" Kristen asked through gritted teeth.
"Not yet, my pet," Emma said, moving back to the bed. "Rachel don't slow down." I nodded my understanding and continued licking and sucking Kristen's clit for my mistress. "Good, girl," she said, gently stroking my back to show me her pleasure. Another wave of warmth washed through me at the knowledge that I was pleasing my mistress.
Kristen grunted and closed her eyes as she focused on denying her release. Emma climbed onto the bed between our spread legs. "God, Rachel, you are so wet," she said, her voice gone husky with desire. I shuddered at hearing that tone of voice. Kristen's eyes flew open in shock and she met my needy gaze. Kristen stiffened and had to close her eyes again forcing her body to relax and fall away from the orgasm that had nearly crashed through her. I didn't stop or slow my ministrations, but she managed to hold off the orgasm on her own. "Well done, my pets," our mistress said from behind me. I felt her shift closer to me, rising onto her knees. I immediately realized she was going to fuck me with the strap on, and I shifted my knees slightly to open wider for her.
With a long, slow thrust, Emma buried the phallus deep within me. My inner walls immediately wanted to clamp down around it, but I forced them to relax, submitting to my mistress' pleasure. She moaned when the dildo reached the end of me and I knew she was using one of the strap-ons with an insert for her. Kristen's eyes flew open at Emma's moan. She gasped when she saw Emma taking me from behind. Our mistress began to slowly thrust in and out of me and I moaned into Kristen's heated core, which caused Kristen to moan in response. Our mistress gradually picked up speed until she was slamming into me with enough force to push my face further into Kristen's center with each stroke. I could feel Kristen's desperate need underneath me and Emma's possessive need behind me and my core clenched around the phallus moving within me, and still she plunged into me.