Jodie's Slaves Part Six - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Six

... morning. I did not want to have to explain this little session to Julie. I liked her as a partner rather than another sub, but I could not give her reason to challenge me if I wanted to keep it that way. I reached my hand between us and fingered Barb’s pussy.

“And you are wet, slut! You love this. You like it when little girls hurt you don’t you, Toy?” I asked between bites.

“Mistress, please, I don’t know what you want…”

I lay across her and kissed her then, long and slow and desperately. Then I sat up, straddling her waist and twisting her nipples hard until she hissed with the pain and looked at me with tear filled eyes. Those beautiful eyes, sparkling and glowing in the dim light, were a balm to my soul and I gentled, leaning forward and licking her nipples gently.

“I want you, Barb. I have always only wanted you!”

Barb

I understood now. Jodi’s unexpected attack in the middle of the night had been frightening. Her hands had fairly trembled with some very strong emotion I had no way to identify in the dark. Though she had not hurt me nearly as much as she had in the past, it was much more alarming. She was like a crazy person...or one possessed...and I did not know how far she would go.

But her last words released my tension and my body softened beneath her. She would never go too far with me. It might seem that way to me at the time, but it never was and the rewards she delivered to me for enduring were worth every minute of pain.

“I am yours ...

... Mistress,” I assured her, “No matter whatever else happens.”

“If...If I delete the video I made...the blackmail video...would you still say that?” she asked.

“Yes, Penny, I would,” I answered and I meant it. She looked at me for a moment before jumping up and running softly out the door.

She returned seconds later with her laptop. She logged on and opened her online cloud file. She clicked on a file within and the text message she sent from my phone popped up on the screen. She hovered the pointer over the tiny trash can at the top and looked at me.

“It is up to you, Mistress. Do or do not. It makes no difference to me,” I told her. Her finger twitched on the touchpad and the message was gone. She shut the laptop and tossed it to the nearby chair before climbing back onto the bed and straddling my face.

“Show me nothing has changed, Toy. Show me you are mine still,” she ordered, lowering herself to my waiting tongue. I gave her everything I was capable of, bound as I was. She surprised me once again, leaning forward over my body. I felt her tongue on me again! Never had she reciprocated like this! My whole body went up in flames as her practiced tongue brought me near to orgasm. I redoubled my own efforts, not wishing to finish before her and was rewarded with a slight pause in her licking as I made her shudder with pleasure. The night had been so very intense it did not take long at all before we both reached shattering orgasms so close to each other I truly did ...