A few minutes later Lily wept huge tears while Karen taped a large square sponge into her mouth and forced her back to the floor, shoving her face into the drying and tacky puddles of her come.
‘Clean it up,’ Karen ordered. ‘Clean it all up right now.’
Lily gagged and choked. She burnt red with humiliation and tears dripped down her nose as she cleaned the mess off the floor with her sponge-taped face. When she had cleaned the floor to Karen’s satisfaction she was unbound and the scene was brought to an end by the domme sitting her down on a small square rug and rubbing her back and shoulders gently while she asked what about the scene Lily had liked, what she didn’t, and if she would do it again.
Around them the woman played, some in extreme and some in sensual ways. Lily looked at bodies writhing and listened to screams and the orgasmic cries and smiled as she said, ‘Oh yes. I will be back again. I promise.’
Karen smiled too. She knew she had made the new sub’s initiation one to remember. She felt a sudden surge of nostalgia, remembering her own first time. The dungeon hummed with its power. The women lived out their scenes. They changed and shifted reality, made new rules that suited them – gave them a safe space in which to be. It was a form of magic and the dungeon pulsed and breathed with it. The newly initiated watched the other scenes, marking and remembering who liked what and seeing things she knew she would be trying eventually. Jessie watched over them all as she walked the dungeon in her role as monitor. She looked down at Lily and smiled. Lily smiled back and a promise hung shimmering in the air for a moment.
Outside the rain came down and a car slid past the plain and everyday house on the corner that held so much magic, the house that nobody ever looked at twice because it was just so ordinary.
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