fic: Payphone, Chapter 2
Rachel slowly walked up to a seemingly boring building. It was nothing more than a low-rise among a block of other similar buildings, all lined together. She was wearing a simple work suit: purple blouse, black skirt and jacket with high heels. She took a deep breath and pressed the buzzer at the door. “Ms. Rachel Berry to see,” she looked down at the piece of paper she was clutching in her hand, “M-Mistress Lucy?” A low buzz echoed out as the door clicked, unlocking. Rachel stepped inside and in to an elevator, glanced down at the paper and hit 4. The elevator rattled gently as it ascended. Rachel took a panicked, deep breath. “Ok Rachel... you can do this,” she whispered to herself when the door opened, and with that, she stepped cautiously into the office.
The elevator closed with a soft thud. Rachel peered around, nothing that the room had nothing in it but a receptionist desk, a sofa and a door behind the desk marked PRIVATE. The woman at the desk looked up at the sound of the elevator shutting and smiled kindly at Rachel, then waved the clearly nervous woman over. Rachel walked up to the receptionist and awkwardly tried to explain herself, but the woman just stopped her with a raised index finger. “Mistress Lucy will be out in a second, please take a seat.”
Before Rachel could turn around, the door swung open and a tall blonde woman came out. She was wearing a black blazer, a dark grey waistcoat over a tight white blouse, black skinny jeans and knee high leather boots, with her hair falling in waves on her shoulders. Adorned on her porcelain-like face was a black masquerade mask and siren red lipstick. Rachel gasped. “Hi....I..I'm,” she swallowed anxiously, “I'm-“
“You’re late,” Mistress Lucy said coolly. “And excused won’t be tolerated.” The receptionist began blushing with a cruel smirk.
“I’m sorry,” Rachel said feebly, staring at the ground. She felt so humiliated that the receptionist had watched the exchange. Mistress Lucy simply shook her head.
“Follow me,” and with that, she spun on her heel and pushed through the door, Rachel following closely on her heels. Mistress Lucy lead Rachel down a long hallway, passing a good dozen doors on the way. Moans, whimpers and cries could be heard from the closed rooms; Rachel’s heart picked up at the sounds.
“W-Where are we going?” Rachel asked softly.
“To the playroom.”
“The playroom?”
Mistress Lucy chuckled coolly. “Unless you’d rather be taken on display for an audience. I can arrange it…” She laughed again. Rachel looked terrified by the proposition and shook her head no. The Mistress continued to laugh darkly. She loved making her clients so nervous. “We’re going to the playroom so we can start our fun.” She said nothing further as she finally stopped in front of a door and unlocked it with a little key on a ring. “Go inside.”
Rachel nodded stiffly and stepped inside. The space was very dimly lit, but once her eyes adjusted, she gasped. The room was simple overall, pained black, but inside was a St. Andres cross, a vaulting horse, a gynecological chair and a wall mounted with paddles and crops. In the corner of the small room was a mini-fridge for ice cubes and beside it, a table full of every sex toy imaginable; dildos, vibrators, anal beads, butt plugs, clamps, the works. Rachel was shocked, and it was evident on her face. The Mistress smirked. “Get naked, we have rules to discuss before the fun begins,” she said easily as she closed the door behind her. Rachel spun around.
“N-naked…right now?” She nodded weakly and numbly reached for the top button on her jacket after placing her handbag in the corner. Mistress Lucy watched the smaller woman slowly undo each button and scowled. She walked up to Rachel and ripped the jacket off, buttons clattering to the floor.
“Yes, naked now. Pets don’t get clothing, they don’t deserve that privilege.”
Rachel stood with her mouth opened, shocked while simultaneously aroused and outraged. “That was my favorite jacket!”
“You honestly think that’s any of my concern?” The Mistress sneered. “Get out of your fucking clothes, I clearly need to teach my pet her manners since she’s a useless bitch.”
Rachel was in shock but wetness was now coating her thighs as she hastily undressed. She couldn’t help but fold each item neatly and place them in a pile next to her bag, along with her shoes. She turned around and stood awkwardly, covering her pert breasts and her arousal-hardened nipples with one hand while shielding her recently waxed, hairless pussy with the other.
Mistress Lucy wore a wide, cocky grin. “Hands at your sides, your body is mind and I want to see it.” Rachel slowly moved her hands to her sides, screwing her eyes shut with embarrassment at how obviously aroused she was. Mistress Lucy could barely pull her eyes away from Rachel’s pussy, she could see the streaks of wetness dribbling down her toned thigh. “Good girl. Get on your knees, eyes open and down.” Rachel hesitated at first, and found herself getting her ass slapped swiftly. “First rule, you do as you are told, absolutely no hesitation.”
Rachel gasped in pain and quickly lowered herself to her knees, keeping her eyes opened and cast down at the floor; she was growing more aroused by the second. “Good,” Mistress Lucy said softly, her voice dripping with disdain. “Now, we have some rules here. Cardinal rules that will not be broken. And if you break these rules, as you just did, you will face very strict punishments. There is no room for mistakes here, you’re my worthless bitch, my horny pet, who gets the privilege of my time. Nod if you understand.” Rachel whimpered and nodded. “Excellent.” The blonde began to circle Rachel’s kneeling form, admiring her nude body. “Now, as you know, rule number one is to obey. While under my care, you have no rights, you have no say, you will do as you are told and you will be thankful for the opportunity. However,” she stopped and looked down at the kneeling girl before her, who’s eyes were glued to the floor, “if anything, and I mean anything, becomes too much…should the pain become unbearable and pleasure nonexistent, I want you to use a safe word. Have you prepared one or do you want one to be assigned?”
“Gold star,” Rachel whispered.
“Speak up, pet.”
“G-Gold star.”
Mistress Lucy nodded. “Alright, gold star it is.” She resumed circling the kneeling girl like a predator. “Rule number two: as you may have noticed, you do not get a name here. Names are a privilege and sluts like youself don’t deserve any privileges, don’t you agree?” Rachel nodded. “You’re learning, very good. So, under my care, you are nothing but ‘pet.’ Good pets follow all rules and get rewarded by having their pussies played with. Let’s hope you keep that in mind.”
“Rule three has two parts. You are not to speak unless spoken to and you are to keep your eyes down unless told otherwise. Speaking and seeing are both tremendous privileges that you obviously don’t deserve.” Rachel nodded dumbly; she was far too stuck on the only thought running through her head - I need to cum soon or I’m going to go insane.
“Rule four. Orgasms are a reward for good behavior, you are not to cum without my persmission. Any orgasm that I do not approve of will result in harsh punishment.” Rachel whimpered as the Mistress stopped again in front of her. “Look up pet.” Rachel timidly did as she was told. The blonde’s expression was completely serious. “Rule five, possibly the most important. Should you address me as anything but Mistress, well…let’s just say that’s when I’ve found most people use their safe words. Eyes down,” she said breezily. Rachel trembled.
“Finally, rule six. If you misbehave, you will take your punishment without any problems. If you protest, your punishment will escalate. Do you have any questions about my rules, pet?” Rachel shook her head no. “Very good. Get up and go to the chair. Time for some fun.” She laughed wickedly.
Rachel shakily rose to her feet and sat in the chair with her legs spread slightly. The Mistress came over and used the leather straps to keep her pet’s ankles in place, then spread her legs fully. Rachel felt intensely exposed and vulnerable as she placed her arms on the arm rests. She was panting heavily as she watched her Mistress fasten her arms, resisting the urge to struggle and blushing as the blonde kept staring at her pussy.
“God, I haven’t had such a dirty pet in ages, look at this.” Mistress Lucy teasingly ran a finger through Rachel’s slit. “Feels like you wouldn’t mind a quick cum right now?” She asked, posing the question like she would actually honor the request, hoping Rachel would take the bait.
“Please, Mistress,” the brunette whimpered, pressing her hips up desperately.
The Mistress’s face was suddenly enraged. “What on earth makes you think you can talk?!” She barked, slapping Rachel’s pussy roughly. She squealed at the pain. “Disobedient slut, I need to break you don’t I?” she grumbled, shaking her head and wearily going off to the toy table. Rachel was writhing in the chair, whimpering as the stinging arousal in her sex. “Do I need to fucking gag you? Jesus, you won’t last two seconds with these,” she growled, holding up one of the vibrators before turning her attention back to the table. Rachel bit her lip, trying not to moan.
The blonde soon returned from the table, holding a 9-inch dildo that looked far too thick for Rachel to take, a much skinnier vibrator and tiny clit vibrator. “Fuck, look at you,” she snorted, “the things I’m gonna do to you… and you can’t do a thing to stop me. I hope your pussy is well behaved, I’d really hate to stop what I’m doing to discipline you.”
“O-oh God…”
The Mistress’s face tensed. “I’ll let that slide. You slip up one more time with anything but a moan and I swear I’ll get the clit clamp.” Rachel gaped.
Mistress sat herself down on stool in front of Rachel’s pussy and situated herself, muttering “Stupid fucking bitch,” angrily to herself. Enraged, Rachel almost spoke up, but as she said the first syllable, she fought back the word with a bite to her lip. The blonde eyed her coolly.
“If you have something to say when we aren’t playing, you will say Mistress and wait for me to acknowledge you, if I feel like it. Otherwise, keep those pretty lips shut unless you’re giving me head. Now, let’s start with this guy,” she mused and held up the massive dildo, skimming it through Rachel’s hot cream.
“Mistress,” Rachel said softly. There was nothing but silence as the singer bit her lip, worried at the size of the toy. Finally, Mistress Lucy looked up at Rachel with boredom.
“Go ahead, tell me.”
“I…I don’t think…that will…I haven’t…it’s so big,” she stuttered.
“You don’t think it will fit in here? What are you, a virgin?” The blonde scoffed.
“Only,” she paused and sighed. “Only one guy and two girls…Mistress.”
The sitting woman thought for a second before grinning. “Then it’ll feel even better. Dildos feel so much better in tight pussies.” With that, she lined the head of the massive toy up with Rachel’s entrance. “Beg for it. Tell me you want a big cock inside of you.”
“Please, I-I want a,” she swallowed deeply, “big…cock inside my pussy.”
“Give me a reason I should put this inside of you. Tell me why you deserve anything I can give you.” She put the tip of the toy inside her bound pet for a few seconds before pulling it out and running it teasingly through her slit while eyeing her with faux innocence.
“Because,” Rachel gasped at the feeling, “Because I’m your slut, Mistress.”
Mistress pushed half of the thick dildo inside with no warning and watched Rachel’s face contort. “Tell me how it feels.”
Rachel groaned. “Ffffuck…it’s stretching me. God, it’s so big!”
“Do you like having cock in your tight pussy?”
“Yes, Mistress!” Rachel tried to press her hips up to get more inside her. “More, please! Mistress!”
“I thought you couldn’t take it all, now you think you think you can have all 9 inches, pet?” Lucy spat with disdain.
“Please, Mistress,” Rachel whined.
The blonde shoved nearly the rest of the toy inside forcefully, wearing a deep frown. “You think you can take more, my tight little bitch?” Rachel moaned desperately and nodded. Her mistress pushed the last inch of the cock inside, and watched as the singer writhed uncontrollably. Mistress Lucy just smirked. “I told you it would fit, didn’t I? Tell me you’re a stupid whore. My stupid whore.”
Rachel gasped. “I’m your stupid whore!”
“Who owns your pussy?” The blonde cooed.
“You do, Mistress!” Rachel bucked her hips frantically, wetness literally dripping down her thighs.
“Fucking say it, tell me how I won you. Tell me why you’re my bitch.” Mistress Lucy started thrusting the dildo, but the pace was far too slow for anything to really build in the bound girl.
“I’m all yours, Mistress. My soaking wet cunt is yours, my body is yours, I’m too stupid to know how to make myself feel good! Use me, fuck me, I’m all yours to treat how you want!” Rachel gasped in one desperate breath of pure pleasure.
Her Mistress was grinning, seeing that her sweet pet was starting to truly submit. “And what would my pet do if I started to pleasure myself right now, and you had to watch ever fucking second of it while you just sit here all tied up, hmmm? What would you do since you can’t even bring yourself off properly, you dumb cunt?””
“Beg to suck your pussy off, Mistress!” Rachel was in sweet agony, the girth of the toy was utterly intense.
“Oh my, what a bold pet. Why the fuck would I give you that honor if you can’t even get yourself off? I beg if I untied you and let you get to work, you wouldn’t even rub your clit right. You’re useless.” She was thrusting the dildo rapidly, eyes locked as her pet’s pussy swallowed the silicone. Rachel was moaning desperately, nearing the edge of orgasm. Mistress Lucy saw this and instantly pulled the dildo out, eyes casting up to see Rachel’s reaction, which was immediate.
“Nooooo!”
“No!? You little bitch!” Mistress Lucy slapped the dildo against Rachel’s pussy harshly. “You get what I give you and nothing more! How fucking dare you tell me no!”
“I’m sorry, Mistress, I’m sorry! I was so close, please don’t stop please!”
“Good. Pet’s pussies don’t get orgasms unless I think they’ve earned one.” She began to suck the soaking dildo, making a show of it for her tied up client.
“Ohhh, God…I’ll do anything,” Rachel said in a haze, entranced by the blonde’s actions.
Mistress smirked; her plan worked. She pulled the dildo out of her throat slowly. “Did I say you could raise your eyes, pet?”
Rachel quickly lowered them. “No, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress.”
Mistress Lucy reached for the thin vibrator and ran it a few times over Rachel’s dripping wetness before pulling it away and turning it on. “I assume your asshole is a virgin, pet. This certainly won’t hurt if you’ve had something here before, and what’s the fun in that?” She chuckled darkly.
Rachel’s eyes went wide. “I-in my ass?”
“I love fucking my pets in their assholes. It always makes them make the most,” she shuddered, “feral sounds.” Rachel moaned so deeply she was shocked that it was her voice. And just like that, the Mistress placed the toy at the puckered entrance and started to push it in, not stopping no matter what sound Rachel made.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God!” She was writhing wildly, trying to pull her ass away.
“Tell me you love this. Tell me you love being a fucktoy.” Mistress Lucy was pushing in forcefully now. “Talk you dirty whore!”
“I fucking love it!” She moaned. “I’m a dirty little fucktoy! Please, Mistress!”
“Yeah, keep going, keep talking pet. Tell me I’m your fucking mistress.” She reached for the clit vibrator experimentally, but decided she didn’t want the toy to have all the fun. Rachel’s eyes were still cast downwards, she didn’t see what was coming. Mistress Lucy couldn’t take it any more, Rachel’s pussy looked so red; she leaned in and started to tongue the sex wildly, still holding the clit vibe at the ready.
“OH fuck!” Rachel howled. “Please Mistress, I wanna come so bad for you! My cunt is so wet! Use your little fucktoy!” Mistress Lucy regretfully stopped and pulled her tongue out. The taste drove her crazy, but she nonetheless stood up, leaving the anal vibe inside. “Oh God! Mistress, why did you stop!?” She sounded like she was on the verge of tears. The blonde had picked something up from the table and was walking back. She quickly took her jacket off and tossed it aside, then pushed her stood forward so she was face to face with Rachel’s pussy again. Taking the clit vibe, she squirted a few droplets of tingle lube on the head of the toy.
“My pet is about to enjoy herself so much, I can’t wait to see you scream.” Mistress turned on the vibrator and pressed it harshly into Rachel’s swollen clit. The little bulb was completely out of its hood at this point. Rachel froze with pleasure, unable to make a sound. “Does pet like this?” Mistress Lucy cooed sweetly.
The tingling feeling on Rachel’s clit was mind-blowing. She gasped for breath. “Oh God, Mistress! Yes, Mistress, please don’t stop, please please please!”
“Please gets you nowhere, pet.” The vibrator was quickly pulled away while the anal vibe was pushed inside deeper.
“Don’t stop, Mistress! Oh God, I’ll do anything, just don’t stop!!”
“My pet will do anything?” She pushed the vibe back against Rachel’s clit. Her mouth watered when the little bud started twitching. Rachel strained against her bonds, letting out a desperate cry.
“Anything!” She pleaded.
The Mistress reached for the tube of tingle lube, opened the bottle and drizzled a generous amount directly onto Rachel’s pussy. “Pet may come,” she growled, and leaned in to rub the sweet gel around with her tongue while the clit vibrator continued to press down.
Rachel strained for a few seconds, teetering on the edge, then fell so hard her limbs and pussy convulsed desperately through the shocks. “Oh God!!! Mistress!” She twitched through the last of her orgasm, and whined when the buzzing didn’t stop. “Mistress… t-too…too much,” she panted.
“Too much is just a state of mind, pet.” She kept the vibe on Rachel’s clit, turned it up two notches and removed the anal vibrator.
“Ungh, please, I’m so sensitive…I can’ cum like this.”
Mistress Lucy frowned. “You can and you will.” She leaned in and started aggressively licking Rachel’s hole. The heat emanating was intense.
“Oh God…ngh…no!” Despite her protests, her hips were twitching towards the buzzing toy instead of away and the warm tongue inside of her was so good.
Mistress angrily pulled away from her meal. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Fucking take it, you dumb bitch, your clit is mine!” She moved the vibrator and bit at Rachel’s clit. The bound singer all but screamed as she fell over the edge again, bucking her hips into Mistress Lucy’s face.
Just as the orgasm subsided, the Mistress sat up and moved the clit vibe back to Rachel’s swelled bud. The little nub was a deeper red than the blonde had ever seen. It was completely out while her hole was crying with pleasure. Lucy’s mouth watered as she reached for the 9-inch dildo again and positioned it readily at the brunette’s fuckhole.
Rachel groaned disjointedly. “N’mooore…” Mistress Lucy shook her head, smiling and pushed in 7 inches. “O-Ohh God!” She was babbling incoherently, desperate it to stop and never end.
“I know this pussy can take more, pet. You don’t want me to stop, you never want me to stop, you’re too submissive. You’re just a worthless pet and you’ll do whatever I say.” Rachel’s body started to tense, on the edge of the biggest orgasm yet. “Yes, pet, keep going, you’re too weak to stop me. Just lie there, take it all.” She was thrusting all 9 inches in and out with abandon. Soon, Mistress Lucy couldn’t simply watch any more and resumed sucking on Rachel’s clit like a newborn drinking milk.
Rachel couldn’t think, she couldn’t breath, everything was overwhelming and with animalistic grunt, hot liquid spurted out of Rachel’s cunt. Mistress Lucy groaned as cum squirted onto her hands and chin. She smiled. Mission accomplished. She tentatively pulled out the massive dildo from Rachel’s pussy, which she knew could take no more. Reluctantly, the blonde let go of Rachel’s clit with a soft pop.
Rachel was twitching and jerking, panting like a desperate animal. She tried to speak but only could manage a weak croak. Mistress Lucy cleared her throat. “It’s polite to thank your Mistress when you get a present, pet.”
“Th…thank you… Mistress.” The worn singer slumped into her bonds.
“Good girl, you did well, but I really do have so much to teach you.” And with that, she began to untie her satisfied client.
The elevator closed with a soft thud. Rachel peered around, nothing that the room had nothing in it but a receptionist desk, a sofa and a door behind the desk marked PRIVATE. The woman at the desk looked up at the sound of the elevator shutting and smiled kindly at Rachel, then waved the clearly nervous woman over. Rachel walked up to the receptionist and awkwardly tried to explain herself, but the woman just stopped her with a raised index finger. “Mistress Lucy will be out in a second, please take a seat.”
Before Rachel could turn around, the door swung open and a tall blonde woman came out. She was wearing a black blazer, a dark grey waistcoat over a tight white blouse, black skinny jeans and knee high leather boots, with her hair falling in waves on her shoulders. Adorned on her porcelain-like face was a black masquerade mask and siren red lipstick. Rachel gasped. “Hi....I..I'm,” she swallowed anxiously, “I'm-“
“You’re late,” Mistress Lucy said coolly. “And excused won’t be tolerated.” The receptionist began blushing with a cruel smirk.
“I’m sorry,” Rachel said feebly, staring at the ground. She felt so humiliated that the receptionist had watched the exchange. Mistress Lucy simply shook her head.
“Follow me,” and with that, she spun on her heel and pushed through the door, Rachel following closely on her heels. Mistress Lucy lead Rachel down a long hallway, passing a good dozen doors on the way. Moans, whimpers and cries could be heard from the closed rooms; Rachel’s heart picked up at the sounds.
“W-Where are we going?” Rachel asked softly.
“To the playroom.”
“The playroom?”
Mistress Lucy chuckled coolly. “Unless you’d rather be taken on display for an audience. I can arrange it…” She laughed again. Rachel looked terrified by the proposition and shook her head no. The Mistress continued to laugh darkly. She loved making her clients so nervous. “We’re going to the playroom so we can start our fun.” She said nothing further as she finally stopped in front of a door and unlocked it with a little key on a ring. “Go inside.”
Rachel nodded stiffly and stepped inside. The space was very dimly lit, but once her eyes adjusted, she gasped. The room was simple overall, pained black, but inside was a St. Andres cross, a vaulting horse, a gynecological chair and a wall mounted with paddles and crops. In the corner of the small room was a mini-fridge for ice cubes and beside it, a table full of every sex toy imaginable; dildos, vibrators, anal beads, butt plugs, clamps, the works. Rachel was shocked, and it was evident on her face. The Mistress smirked. “Get naked, we have rules to discuss before the fun begins,” she said easily as she closed the door behind her. Rachel spun around.
“N-naked…right now?” She nodded weakly and numbly reached for the top button on her jacket after placing her handbag in the corner. Mistress Lucy watched the smaller woman slowly undo each button and scowled. She walked up to Rachel and ripped the jacket off, buttons clattering to the floor.
“Yes, naked now. Pets don’t get clothing, they don’t deserve that privilege.”
Rachel stood with her mouth opened, shocked while simultaneously aroused and outraged. “That was my favorite jacket!”
“You honestly think that’s any of my concern?” The Mistress sneered. “Get out of your fucking clothes, I clearly need to teach my pet her manners since she’s a useless bitch.”
Rachel was in shock but wetness was now coating her thighs as she hastily undressed. She couldn’t help but fold each item neatly and place them in a pile next to her bag, along with her shoes. She turned around and stood awkwardly, covering her pert breasts and her arousal-hardened nipples with one hand while shielding her recently waxed, hairless pussy with the other.
Mistress Lucy wore a wide, cocky grin. “Hands at your sides, your body is mind and I want to see it.” Rachel slowly moved her hands to her sides, screwing her eyes shut with embarrassment at how obviously aroused she was. Mistress Lucy could barely pull her eyes away from Rachel’s pussy, she could see the streaks of wetness dribbling down her toned thigh. “Good girl. Get on your knees, eyes open and down.” Rachel hesitated at first, and found herself getting her ass slapped swiftly. “First rule, you do as you are told, absolutely no hesitation.”
Rachel gasped in pain and quickly lowered herself to her knees, keeping her eyes opened and cast down at the floor; she was growing more aroused by the second. “Good,” Mistress Lucy said softly, her voice dripping with disdain. “Now, we have some rules here. Cardinal rules that will not be broken. And if you break these rules, as you just did, you will face very strict punishments. There is no room for mistakes here, you’re my worthless bitch, my horny pet, who gets the privilege of my time. Nod if you understand.” Rachel whimpered and nodded. “Excellent.” The blonde began to circle Rachel’s kneeling form, admiring her nude body. “Now, as you know, rule number one is to obey. While under my care, you have no rights, you have no say, you will do as you are told and you will be thankful for the opportunity. However,” she stopped and looked down at the kneeling girl before her, who’s eyes were glued to the floor, “if anything, and I mean anything, becomes too much…should the pain become unbearable and pleasure nonexistent, I want you to use a safe word. Have you prepared one or do you want one to be assigned?”
“Gold star,” Rachel whispered.
“Speak up, pet.”
“G-Gold star.”
Mistress Lucy nodded. “Alright, gold star it is.” She resumed circling the kneeling girl like a predator. “Rule number two: as you may have noticed, you do not get a name here. Names are a privilege and sluts like youself don’t deserve any privileges, don’t you agree?” Rachel nodded. “You’re learning, very good. So, under my care, you are nothing but ‘pet.’ Good pets follow all rules and get rewarded by having their pussies played with. Let’s hope you keep that in mind.”
“Rule three has two parts. You are not to speak unless spoken to and you are to keep your eyes down unless told otherwise. Speaking and seeing are both tremendous privileges that you obviously don’t deserve.” Rachel nodded dumbly; she was far too stuck on the only thought running through her head - I need to cum soon or I’m going to go insane.
“Rule four. Orgasms are a reward for good behavior, you are not to cum without my persmission. Any orgasm that I do not approve of will result in harsh punishment.” Rachel whimpered as the Mistress stopped again in front of her. “Look up pet.” Rachel timidly did as she was told. The blonde’s expression was completely serious. “Rule five, possibly the most important. Should you address me as anything but Mistress, well…let’s just say that’s when I’ve found most people use their safe words. Eyes down,” she said breezily. Rachel trembled.
“Finally, rule six. If you misbehave, you will take your punishment without any problems. If you protest, your punishment will escalate. Do you have any questions about my rules, pet?” Rachel shook her head no. “Very good. Get up and go to the chair. Time for some fun.” She laughed wickedly.
Rachel shakily rose to her feet and sat in the chair with her legs spread slightly. The Mistress came over and used the leather straps to keep her pet’s ankles in place, then spread her legs fully. Rachel felt intensely exposed and vulnerable as she placed her arms on the arm rests. She was panting heavily as she watched her Mistress fasten her arms, resisting the urge to struggle and blushing as the blonde kept staring at her pussy.
“God, I haven’t had such a dirty pet in ages, look at this.” Mistress Lucy teasingly ran a finger through Rachel’s slit. “Feels like you wouldn’t mind a quick cum right now?” She asked, posing the question like she would actually honor the request, hoping Rachel would take the bait.
“Please, Mistress,” the brunette whimpered, pressing her hips up desperately.
The Mistress’s face was suddenly enraged. “What on earth makes you think you can talk?!” She barked, slapping Rachel’s pussy roughly. She squealed at the pain. “Disobedient slut, I need to break you don’t I?” she grumbled, shaking her head and wearily going off to the toy table. Rachel was writhing in the chair, whimpering as the stinging arousal in her sex. “Do I need to fucking gag you? Jesus, you won’t last two seconds with these,” she growled, holding up one of the vibrators before turning her attention back to the table. Rachel bit her lip, trying not to moan.
The blonde soon returned from the table, holding a 9-inch dildo that looked far too thick for Rachel to take, a much skinnier vibrator and tiny clit vibrator. “Fuck, look at you,” she snorted, “the things I’m gonna do to you… and you can’t do a thing to stop me. I hope your pussy is well behaved, I’d really hate to stop what I’m doing to discipline you.”
“O-oh God…”
The Mistress’s face tensed. “I’ll let that slide. You slip up one more time with anything but a moan and I swear I’ll get the clit clamp.” Rachel gaped.
Mistress sat herself down on stool in front of Rachel’s pussy and situated herself, muttering “Stupid fucking bitch,” angrily to herself. Enraged, Rachel almost spoke up, but as she said the first syllable, she fought back the word with a bite to her lip. The blonde eyed her coolly.
“If you have something to say when we aren’t playing, you will say Mistress and wait for me to acknowledge you, if I feel like it. Otherwise, keep those pretty lips shut unless you’re giving me head. Now, let’s start with this guy,” she mused and held up the massive dildo, skimming it through Rachel’s hot cream.
“Mistress,” Rachel said softly. There was nothing but silence as the singer bit her lip, worried at the size of the toy. Finally, Mistress Lucy looked up at Rachel with boredom.
“Go ahead, tell me.”
“I…I don’t think…that will…I haven’t…it’s so big,” she stuttered.
“You don’t think it will fit in here? What are you, a virgin?” The blonde scoffed.
“Only,” she paused and sighed. “Only one guy and two girls…Mistress.”
The sitting woman thought for a second before grinning. “Then it’ll feel even better. Dildos feel so much better in tight pussies.” With that, she lined the head of the massive toy up with Rachel’s entrance. “Beg for it. Tell me you want a big cock inside of you.”
“Please, I-I want a,” she swallowed deeply, “big…cock inside my pussy.”
“Give me a reason I should put this inside of you. Tell me why you deserve anything I can give you.” She put the tip of the toy inside her bound pet for a few seconds before pulling it out and running it teasingly through her slit while eyeing her with faux innocence.
“Because,” Rachel gasped at the feeling, “Because I’m your slut, Mistress.”
Mistress pushed half of the thick dildo inside with no warning and watched Rachel’s face contort. “Tell me how it feels.”
Rachel groaned. “Ffffuck…it’s stretching me. God, it’s so big!”
“Do you like having cock in your tight pussy?”
“Yes, Mistress!” Rachel tried to press her hips up to get more inside her. “More, please! Mistress!”
“I thought you couldn’t take it all, now you think you think you can have all 9 inches, pet?” Lucy spat with disdain.
“Please, Mistress,” Rachel whined.
The blonde shoved nearly the rest of the toy inside forcefully, wearing a deep frown. “You think you can take more, my tight little bitch?” Rachel moaned desperately and nodded. Her mistress pushed the last inch of the cock inside, and watched as the singer writhed uncontrollably. Mistress Lucy just smirked. “I told you it would fit, didn’t I? Tell me you’re a stupid whore. My stupid whore.”
Rachel gasped. “I’m your stupid whore!”
“Who owns your pussy?” The blonde cooed.
“You do, Mistress!” Rachel bucked her hips frantically, wetness literally dripping down her thighs.
“Fucking say it, tell me how I won you. Tell me why you’re my bitch.” Mistress Lucy started thrusting the dildo, but the pace was far too slow for anything to really build in the bound girl.
“I’m all yours, Mistress. My soaking wet cunt is yours, my body is yours, I’m too stupid to know how to make myself feel good! Use me, fuck me, I’m all yours to treat how you want!” Rachel gasped in one desperate breath of pure pleasure.
Her Mistress was grinning, seeing that her sweet pet was starting to truly submit. “And what would my pet do if I started to pleasure myself right now, and you had to watch ever fucking second of it while you just sit here all tied up, hmmm? What would you do since you can’t even bring yourself off properly, you dumb cunt?””
“Beg to suck your pussy off, Mistress!” Rachel was in sweet agony, the girth of the toy was utterly intense.
“Oh my, what a bold pet. Why the fuck would I give you that honor if you can’t even get yourself off? I beg if I untied you and let you get to work, you wouldn’t even rub your clit right. You’re useless.” She was thrusting the dildo rapidly, eyes locked as her pet’s pussy swallowed the silicone. Rachel was moaning desperately, nearing the edge of orgasm. Mistress Lucy saw this and instantly pulled the dildo out, eyes casting up to see Rachel’s reaction, which was immediate.
“Nooooo!”
“No!? You little bitch!” Mistress Lucy slapped the dildo against Rachel’s pussy harshly. “You get what I give you and nothing more! How fucking dare you tell me no!”
“I’m sorry, Mistress, I’m sorry! I was so close, please don’t stop please!”
“Good. Pet’s pussies don’t get orgasms unless I think they’ve earned one.” She began to suck the soaking dildo, making a show of it for her tied up client.
“Ohhh, God…I’ll do anything,” Rachel said in a haze, entranced by the blonde’s actions.
Mistress smirked; her plan worked. She pulled the dildo out of her throat slowly. “Did I say you could raise your eyes, pet?”
Rachel quickly lowered them. “No, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress.”
Mistress Lucy reached for the thin vibrator and ran it a few times over Rachel’s dripping wetness before pulling it away and turning it on. “I assume your asshole is a virgin, pet. This certainly won’t hurt if you’ve had something here before, and what’s the fun in that?” She chuckled darkly.
Rachel’s eyes went wide. “I-in my ass?”
“I love fucking my pets in their assholes. It always makes them make the most,” she shuddered, “feral sounds.” Rachel moaned so deeply she was shocked that it was her voice. And just like that, the Mistress placed the toy at the puckered entrance and started to push it in, not stopping no matter what sound Rachel made.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God!” She was writhing wildly, trying to pull her ass away.
“Tell me you love this. Tell me you love being a fucktoy.” Mistress Lucy was pushing in forcefully now. “Talk you dirty whore!”
“I fucking love it!” She moaned. “I’m a dirty little fucktoy! Please, Mistress!”
“Yeah, keep going, keep talking pet. Tell me I’m your fucking mistress.” She reached for the clit vibrator experimentally, but decided she didn’t want the toy to have all the fun. Rachel’s eyes were still cast downwards, she didn’t see what was coming. Mistress Lucy couldn’t take it any more, Rachel’s pussy looked so red; she leaned in and started to tongue the sex wildly, still holding the clit vibe at the ready.
“OH fuck!” Rachel howled. “Please Mistress, I wanna come so bad for you! My cunt is so wet! Use your little fucktoy!” Mistress Lucy regretfully stopped and pulled her tongue out. The taste drove her crazy, but she nonetheless stood up, leaving the anal vibe inside. “Oh God! Mistress, why did you stop!?” She sounded like she was on the verge of tears. The blonde had picked something up from the table and was walking back. She quickly took her jacket off and tossed it aside, then pushed her stood forward so she was face to face with Rachel’s pussy again. Taking the clit vibe, she squirted a few droplets of tingle lube on the head of the toy.
“My pet is about to enjoy herself so much, I can’t wait to see you scream.” Mistress turned on the vibrator and pressed it harshly into Rachel’s swollen clit. The little bulb was completely out of its hood at this point. Rachel froze with pleasure, unable to make a sound. “Does pet like this?” Mistress Lucy cooed sweetly.
The tingling feeling on Rachel’s clit was mind-blowing. She gasped for breath. “Oh God, Mistress! Yes, Mistress, please don’t stop, please please please!”
“Please gets you nowhere, pet.” The vibrator was quickly pulled away while the anal vibe was pushed inside deeper.
“Don’t stop, Mistress! Oh God, I’ll do anything, just don’t stop!!”
“My pet will do anything?” She pushed the vibe back against Rachel’s clit. Her mouth watered when the little bud started twitching. Rachel strained against her bonds, letting out a desperate cry.
“Anything!” She pleaded.
The Mistress reached for the tube of tingle lube, opened the bottle and drizzled a generous amount directly onto Rachel’s pussy. “Pet may come,” she growled, and leaned in to rub the sweet gel around with her tongue while the clit vibrator continued to press down.
Rachel strained for a few seconds, teetering on the edge, then fell so hard her limbs and pussy convulsed desperately through the shocks. “Oh God!!! Mistress!” She twitched through the last of her orgasm, and whined when the buzzing didn’t stop. “Mistress… t-too…too much,” she panted.
“Too much is just a state of mind, pet.” She kept the vibe on Rachel’s clit, turned it up two notches and removed the anal vibrator.
“Ungh, please, I’m so sensitive…I can’ cum like this.”
Mistress Lucy frowned. “You can and you will.” She leaned in and started aggressively licking Rachel’s hole. The heat emanating was intense.
“Oh God…ngh…no!” Despite her protests, her hips were twitching towards the buzzing toy instead of away and the warm tongue inside of her was so good.
Mistress angrily pulled away from her meal. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Fucking take it, you dumb bitch, your clit is mine!” She moved the vibrator and bit at Rachel’s clit. The bound singer all but screamed as she fell over the edge again, bucking her hips into Mistress Lucy’s face.
Just as the orgasm subsided, the Mistress sat up and moved the clit vibe back to Rachel’s swelled bud. The little nub was a deeper red than the blonde had ever seen. It was completely out while her hole was crying with pleasure. Lucy’s mouth watered as she reached for the 9-inch dildo again and positioned it readily at the brunette’s fuckhole.
Rachel groaned disjointedly. “N’mooore…” Mistress Lucy shook her head, smiling and pushed in 7 inches. “O-Ohh God!” She was babbling incoherently, desperate it to stop and never end.
“I know this pussy can take more, pet. You don’t want me to stop, you never want me to stop, you’re too submissive. You’re just a worthless pet and you’ll do whatever I say.” Rachel’s body started to tense, on the edge of the biggest orgasm yet. “Yes, pet, keep going, you’re too weak to stop me. Just lie there, take it all.” She was thrusting all 9 inches in and out with abandon. Soon, Mistress Lucy couldn’t simply watch any more and resumed sucking on Rachel’s clit like a newborn drinking milk.
Rachel couldn’t think, she couldn’t breath, everything was overwhelming and with animalistic grunt, hot liquid spurted out of Rachel’s cunt. Mistress Lucy groaned as cum squirted onto her hands and chin. She smiled. Mission accomplished. She tentatively pulled out the massive dildo from Rachel’s pussy, which she knew could take no more. Reluctantly, the blonde let go of Rachel’s clit with a soft pop.
Rachel was twitching and jerking, panting like a desperate animal. She tried to speak but only could manage a weak croak. Mistress Lucy cleared her throat. “It’s polite to thank your Mistress when you get a present, pet.”
“Th…thank you… Mistress.” The worn singer slumped into her bonds.
“Good girl, you did well, but I really do have so much to teach you.” And with that, she began to untie her satisfied client.