Yvonne slid her hand between Ruby’s thighs, dragging her fingers over Ruby’s folds. “You’re so wet. So ready for me.”
Ruby quivered. Yvonne pushed a finger inside her. It slipped in easily, piercing deep, but not deep enough. Ruby held back a whimper.
Yvonne drew away. “I’m ready for you too.”
She got up from the bed. Ruby watched silently as Yvonne pulled her blouse over her head and stepped out of her pants. But it wasn’t just a bra and panties she wore underneath. Her black boyleg briefs, embellished with lace, doubled as a harness that held a black dildo.
Ruby bit her lip. She’d felt something hard at her back when Yvonne had pushed her against the wall earlier, but she’d been too distracted for it to register. Now, the dildo was impossible to miss.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to fuck you properly,” Yvonne said.
Ruby inhaled sharply, heat flooding her core. Yvonne rearranged the panty harness, pulling it up at the waistband, before crawling back onto the bed and positioning herself between Ruby’s outspread legs.
Ruby’s breath grew slow and heavy. Yvonne took the dildo in one hand and guided it into Ruby’s slit, entering her with one push. Ruby cried out, ecstasy surging through her. Yvonne buried herself inside her, over and over, deep and unhesitating. She clutched at Ruby’s waist, her fingers digging into Ruby’s skin.
Ruby let out a moan, the panties in her mouth soaked through. She watched Yvonne grinding and rocking on top of her, hypnotized by the dark-haired goddess who had claimed her. Yvonne rolled her hips harder, penetrating Ruby deeper, holding her tighter. Ruby writhed, breathless, straining against her bonds, fighting the unbearable throbbing inside.
As Yvonne thrust inside her, Ruby’s pleasure reached a peak. She strained against her bonds as the force of her climax ripped through her. She shattered underneath her Mistress, the euphoria of her complete and utter surrender almost too much to bear.
But even as Ruby’s orgasm passed, Yvonne didn’t stop. She pulled back slightly, shifting her weight, her pace and rhythm changing. She rocked her hips back and forth, one hand on the bed to steady herself, and the other on Ruby’s chest, until at last, her head fell back, and she let out a wild, trembling cry.
Yvonne stilled, her eyes closed, her breathing firm and heavy. It only took a moment for her to recover. She reached down and cradled the curve of Ruby’s cheek.
“Had enough?” Yvonne asked.
Ruby nodded. She’d reached a state of such perfect bliss that she couldn’t possibly take anymore.
Gently, Yvonne pulled the panties from Ruby’s mouth. For the first time that night, Yvonne leaned down and pressed her lips to Ruby’s in a tender but possessive kiss, sending gentle ripples through Ruby’s whole body. Ruby shut her eyes, melting into her Mistress.
After a moment, Yvonne drew back and untied Ruby’s ankles and wrists. Ruby was free. The spell had been lifted.
But she was still Yvonne’s captive.
She looked up at Yvonne, her eyes watering, her chest brimming with emotion. “Yvonne,” she whispered. “Mistress.”
Yvonne gazed back at her. “My beautiful, precious Ruby.”
Yvonne gathered Ruby into her arms and held her so close that she couldn’t tell where she ended and Yvonne began.
Yvonne glanced at Ruby. She was still passed out on the bed beside Yvonne, so still that the only sign of life she gave off was the satisfied expression on her face.
Yvonne felt the same way. It was surprising. She didn’t usually go for those kinds of rough games. Although she had no objection to them, she simply preferred more subtle kinds of force, power that wasn’t physical.
Yet, Yvonne had found tonight even more gratifying than anything else she and Ruby had ever done together.
Ruby blew out a soft sigh, her eyes flickering open. Noticing Yvonne’s gaze on her, her cheeks turned pink, but she smiled.
“How are you feeling?” Yvonne asked
“Incredible,” Ruby murmured.
Yvonne returned her smile, but felt exhaustion pressing on her. Her entire body ached, and she felt raw, not in an unpleasant way, but in an unfamiliar way. Perhaps Madison had been right. There was a certain vulnerability in holding the whip too.
Ruby sat up, folding her legs underneath her. “So, now that you’ve done something for me, is there anything I can do for you?”
Yvonne thought for a moment. Perhaps it wasn’t a bad idea to let Ruby take care of her, just this once. “I could use a massage.”
“Sure. Anything you want, Mistress.”
Yvonne rolled onto her stomach and folded her arms beneath her head. Immediately, Ruby began kneading Yvonne’s shoulders with surprising firmness. Yvonne let out a contented moan. Ruby’s hands felt heavenly.
“Is that good?” Ruby asked.
“So good,” Yvonne murmured. “Don’t stop.”
Yvonne sank into the bed. As her physical aches eased, the deeper, vaguer ache within her only grew. Something was gnawing at her. Why had she found tonight so satisfying? There was a simple explanation.
It was because tonight, she’d made Ruby happy.
Yvonne hadn’t realized, until now, how much she cherished Ruby’s happiness. She’d never felt this way about anyone before.
“Yvonne?” Ruby said.
Yvonne returned to reality. “Yes?”
“I want to say thank you. For tonight.”
“You don’t have to thank me,” Yvonne murmured. “I wouldn’t have done any of this if I didn’t want to.”
“Yes, but you didn’t have to do what you did. You didn’t have to give me this. We could have just kept doing everything like we used to. But you did all this, for me, and then you held me in your arms, and kissed me, and made sure I was okay afterward.”
“I’m your Domme,” Yvonne said. “That’s just my job.”
Ruby pulled her hands away. “No, it’s not.”
“Yes, it is.” Yvonne turned over and sat up. “I know your past experiences weren’t great, but-”
“This isn’t about that.” Ruby crossed her arms. “I already told you, I know that ex-client of mine
