fingers through Number Six’s hair, “you can stop sweetie. I’m done,” she said softly.
Number Six sat up on her knees still blindfolded and still tied up. “Yes master.” she said, and Kate giggled.
“Here, let me help you,” Kate said and untied her and removed her blindfold, and also her leather bra just for fun. “Thank you, that was good,” she said.
“Do you need anything else?” Number Six said.
“No, just lay here with me.”
Number six laid on top of her and kissed gently at Kate’s neck. She was tired now, but knew that it would only be a few minutes before she wanted to fuck Number Six again.
Game Over
Ashley’s plan had gone well, up until a point. She was in The Athlete’s room and it didn’t take much to convince her to fool around. “Here’s your purse,” The Athlete said as she held it between them by the strap with a single finger. They stood close to each other until the only space between them was occupied by the purse. Ashley looked into her icy blue eyes and decided to go for it. She leaned in and kissed The Athlete on the mouth and she returned the favor, as though they had mutually agreed on something without uttering a word. Their tongues battled each other like colliding waves and their hands ran up and down each other’s bodies grabbing asses and legs. The Athlete kissed at Ashley’s neck and she panted and eagerly waited for her to make the next move.
“You couldn’t have come at a better time,” The Athlete said, “I was just about to change into costume.”
“Don’t let me hold you up,” Ashley said in between steamy breaths.
The Athlete guided Ashley to the bed, “You wait here. I’ll be right back,” she said, and removed her shirt as she stepped into the bathroom.
Ashley didn’t want to waste time. Whatever game they were about to play, she wanted to get right to it. She stripped off her tank top and blue jeans and waited in her white and pink striped panties and bra. She sprawled on the bed with her hand between her legs and thought about what kind of costume The Athlete would wear. Maybe a cheerleader or nurse? Those seemed appropriate.
From the room next door she heard low voices exchange conversation. Was Kate talking to herself? Surely not. It had to be a TV or radio or something right? She sat up and put her ear to the wall and listened. It was definitely Kate’s voice, but who was she talking to?
“Do you hear that?” The Athlete said as she walked back into the room. She wore a tight black corset that made her slim figure even slimmer and her perky breasts even perkier. Her lips were dark purple along with her eyes and her legs were covered with dark knee-high stockings that strapped directly to the corset. And for pants, there were no pants. Just her tight ass and pussy.
“I think Kate may have made a new friend,” Ashley said.
“What the hell does she think she’s doing? I told her to wait quietly,” The Athlete said before storming out of the room.
“Wait! Where are you going? Who did you tell to wait?” Ashley called out, but it didn’t stop The Athlete. She followed her down the hall and into the other room where she was surprised to find Kate and a skinny, half naked woman with her plush ass sticking in the air. And as she watched Kate spank that plush ass, she fantasized about someone doing that to her.
So when she was ordered to wait for The Athlete on the bed, she laid there with her legs straight out and her arms by her side, hoping she would be treated like an object just like the skinny girl.
The Athlete didn’t let her down.
She heard the door close, then the lights went off. The dark was lit up gradually by candles that The Athlete lit one by one around the bed. She blew out the match and the smell of burnt sulfur filled the room. The Athlete laid next to her. Her slender fingers followed the curves of Ashley‘s abs and tickled her naval. She grabbed Ashley by the wrists and forced them over her head and bound them to the head board with a pair of handcuffs. Next, she tied each ankle to the bed posts so her legs were forced apart. “I like your panties and bra,” she said.
“Thank you,” Ashley said.
“Shut up. Don’t make a sound.”
She straddled Ashley at the stomach and kissed her gently on the mouth, then laughed menacingly. Her hand squeezed Ashley’s face by the cheeks and forced her lips to pucker, “You have no idea what I’m about to do to you,” she said, and held up a pair of scissors. She popped Ashley’s bra off with a quick turn of the hand then turned around so Ashley could see her ass. She used the scissors to cut the crotch out of Ashley’s panties then leaned forward and stuck her tongue into her pussy.
“Oh,” Ashley moaned, then quickly caught herself breaking the rules.
The Athlete hopped off of Ashley, then off the bed and slid open one of the closet doors. She pushed a machine to the foot of the bed. It was a black box on wheels with a dildo attached to a pole. She inserted the dildo into Ashley’s pussy and started the machine. It pumped the fake penis in and out of Ashley in even strokes. “Oh my god,” Ashley whispered as she felt it pushed inside of her. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to handle this without cumming, she thought, then clenched her teeth together to try to tough it out.
“Do you like that?” The Athlete asked.
Ashley looked up at her and held her breath as the machine continued to fuck her without letting up.
“You can speak,” The Athlete said.
“Yes,” Ashley said in a high pitched voice. Her breathing turned to slow, long breaths in and out of her open mouth. She needed something to take her mind off of the machine before she ruined the fun by climaxing.
“It looks like you’re enjoying it too much,” The Athlete said. She reached into the nightstand next to the bed and removed a chain from the drawer. She held it by the clips at each end and opened and closed them as she held them up for Ashley to see. “This should slow things down a little,” she said.
She clipped them onto Ashley’s nipples and the pinching feeling drew Ashley’s concentration away from her pussy. She took a quick breath as they were applied and this made The Athlete smile. “That’s better,” The Athlete said. She reached around her back and untied the top tie of her corset so she could free her breasts. This was the first time Ashley got to see them. Her tan line made her breasts a slightly lighter color from the rest of her body. Her nipples were a nice red color that seemed to fit her perfectly. She straddled Ashley once again and pressed her tit into her face. “Suck them,” she said.
Ashley licked The Athlete’s nipple with her tongue before wrapping her lips around it and sucking. She closed her eyes and enjoyed how firm the nipple felt in her mouth. Her own nipples weren’t sore anymore and she once again started to feel the machine dip in and out of her pussy. She moaned and tried to bend her knees, but was stopped by the ties around her ankles. “This must be fun for you,” The Athlete said.
Ashley nodded and switched to the other breast but was only able to suckle at it once before The Athlete sat up. She pulled at the chain that was clipped to Ashley’s nipples and stretched her breasts until they formed two triangles that stood straight up.
“Does that feel good bitch?” she asked.
Ashley wasn’t sure how to respond. It was uncomfortable and even hurt a little, but the excitement of it stimulated her every nerve. The longer she pulled, the hornier Ashley got.
“Harder,” Ashley said.
The Athlete pulled farther.
“Harder,” Ashley said again.
The Athlete pulled until she couldn’t pull anymore. Ashley’s face turned red and she breathed heavily in a mixture of pain and pleasure. “Oh shit,” she moaned.
The Athlete let go of the chain and Ashley’s huge breasts fell back into place. Ashley’s head fell back onto the pillow and she relaxed as the machine continued fucking her without slowing down.
The Athlete straddled her face. “Lick my pussy,” she said, and Ashley dipped her tongue deep inside of her. It was soft and wet and felt good against her face. The Athlete spread her legs and put all of her weight against Ashley’s face so her tongue penetrated deep into her vagina. She ran her hands through her hair and played with her tits and bounced up and down on Ashley’s face and it tickled her clit.
