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Citadel - A Kinky Leap of Faith [[Nine of Hartz & Lisbeth]]

Opening her mouth Rowan almost protested hearing that they would be taking a break, but she stopped before uttering a word. Val had far more experience than she did, what was the point in seeking out a Domme if she argued with them about their decision to take a break. The final thing that cinched it for her was realizing the tips of her fingers were starting to tingle lightly. So she nodded her head. “Yes Ma’am,” she replied before the hood was tugged back down and tightened.

Rowan sensed movement around her and then she felt herself being slowly and gently lowered to the ground. Her legs were trembling and she almost fell forward but Val was there providing a brace and she continued led Rowan...well she wasnt sure where. Rowan’s hands were still bound in front of her and with the hood still on the was blind and deaf, but Val took things slowly, matching the younger woman’s shuffling movements and when they stopped the Domme helped her get to her knees.

The young submissive let out a sigh as she relaxed on the ground. She felt Val move away but trusted she hadnt gone far. A light touch to her bound hands informed her Val had returned before a firm grip on the hood pulled Rowan into the warm body of her Domme. She sighed again and snuggled against the woman before feeling a water bottle pressed to her lips, Rowan obediently opened her mouth, drinking the water as the bottle was slowly titled up. It never got too fast and Rowan had no problem keeping up with the flow.

When the bottle was pulled away Rowan cuddled against the woman again. “Thank you Ma’am,” she said as she tried to let her body relax and prepare for what was next. She was grateful Val was agreeing to continue and idly wondered what the other woman was thinking. The more time Rowan was spending with her the more she feared all of this ending and being separated from the other woman. It was a stupid thought, after all this was the first time they were meeting in person, but she couldn't deny the thought was there.
 
"You are welcome." Val spoke instinctively, forgetting that Rowan couldn't hear her. Shaking her head lightly, she chuckled at herself. "Hoods... Heh." Eying the leather, she inspected the claw marks across the surface, grinning more. "Well, at least it is durable." Placing the cap back on the water, Val placed it beside her bag and dug around within it. She had packed a blanket for their aftercare, but she knew Rowan was covered in sweat. Removing a t-shirt she had packed should she need to change, she began to dab at Rowan's body to dry her. Her touch was gentle and attentive, touching each scrape that she had left upon Rowan's body. Her fingertips lingered on one that was bruising, instinctively pressing against it to cause Rowan a bit of pain. She remembered that the woman had expressed being masochistic, so Val's eyes watched her mouth to hear what her reaction would be.

Next she went to dry Rowan's back, dabbing at the sweat along her spine and rotating the shirt so the dry parts of the cloth touched her. When she got to the young woman's thighs, she froze with the shirt in hand. Due to their height difference, she hadn't really been paying attention to what was going on between Rowan's legs. After all, this was supposed to be a service session. She normally strayed from any form of sexual contact with new people, but the mess was...distracting.

Keeping the shirt in her hand, Val gently rubbed it between Rowan's breasts before going underneath, helping dry her a bit more. Her free hand rested upon the woman's thigh, her fingertips walking up along the skin before pausing halfway up the soft skin. Sliding her fingers to the side, she allowed the tips to slide in the wetness of her arousal that had leaked between her thighs. Swirling her fingers gently, she idly drew shapes for a few seconds before pulling back. Lifting her fingertips to Rowan's lips, she smeared the slick fluid against her lips. Val pushed her fingers forward more, probing at her mouth as her digits demanded entry to allow Rowan to taste herself.
 
Once more Val seemed to be moving, not quite pulling away, but doing...something. Rowan straightened up, allowing Val the freedom she needed to do what she needed to do. A cloth began patting at her body, she was gentle and Rowan let out a soft cooing hum of appreciation, she smiled and realized she probably looked pretty goofy with the hood on at the same time which only made her grin wider.

Val pressed against a tender spot of skin that Rowan was sure would bruise if it hadnt already started, but instead of a gasp of pain the young submissive let out a low, sensual moan, her legs pressing together hard as she took a ragged breath. The music was loud and her voice so low that she was sure Val had not heard her utter the word. “More.”

The pressure remained on the spot for a moment longer and it was only after the release that Rowan gasped loudly her back arching. As she tried to bring herself back down the cloth continued down her back, it rubbed against a few spots that had been struck repeatedly with the whip and the cloth irritated those spots, but nothing so bad Rowan couldn't handle it and often she found a bit of pleasure.

The press to the tender spot combined with everything else had almost caused Rowan to sub out and when she felt the fingers on her thighs, going oh so close to that sweet spot she couldn't help but move her hips, spreading her legs, exposing her cunt to Val, inviting her. She wanted it, she wanted this woman’s touch, but while Val came close a few times she pulled away. A little disappointed Rowan didn't close her legs, even as she felt the wet, sticky fingers press against her lips. Obediently she opened her mouth, wrapping her tongue around each individual digit, sucking her own wetness off Val’s fingers, her legs spreading open a little more.
 
Despite the music, Val had seen Rowan's lips move and mouth the word more. It pleased her deeply, knowing that the woman was willing to have more pain. Her eyes drifted to her toy bag, immediately knowing she should give her a taste of something...stronger...when they resumed their play. As her fingers were licked and sucked, Val's eyes watched Rowan's lips and tongue. Pressing her fingers down on the woman's tongue, she began to knead at the tip before sliding further back, but not nearly enough to make her gag. No, this was all a tease, a taunt.

The younger woman's spread legs drew her attention, causing her brow to raise more. Pulling her fingers from Rowan's lips, Val, held her back by placing her hands around her throat. she did not squeeze, simply letting her hand rest there to keep Rowan still. Her saliva coated fingers went back to Rowan's thigh, sliding around in the wetness again, watching the young woman's body reacting to her. "Perhaps I should give you more?" She whispered to herself more than Rowan, knowing the young woman couldn't hear a word she said. Pulling her fingers away from Rowan's thigh, Val lifted them to the woman's mouth again. She thrust her fingertips past the woman's soft lips, smearing the liquid across her tongue again.

Tossing the shirt into the bag, Val dug around for a second bundle of rope. Using her teeth to undo the loose tie holding it together, she kept working her fingers in and out of Rowan's mouth. Dropping the rope, she pulled her fingers from Rowan's lips forcefully. Sliding closer to Rowan, Val, pressed her knees against Rowan's inner thighs. Taking the rope, she began to loop it around the younger woman's hips, preparing a hip harness to hold a Hitachi wand to dark pink sex.
 
Rowan moaned loudly as her tongue was played with by the older Domme, she leaned in closer , feeling the fingers slide across her tongue, back toward her throat, but Val kept it from getting to a point where Rowan would actually gag. When Val removed her fingers Rowan surprised herself as she began leaning in further...wanting to-A hand wrapped around her throat, pushing her back, the grip was firm and it caused a slight wheeze when Rowan would breath but she was in no danger.

Once more it surprised Rowan with how much trust she had in Val. There was a big difference between talking online and meeting in person, but there was just something. A feeling, she knew that Val wouldn't betray her trust. Her legs opened a bit more as she pushed against Val’s hand, the wheeze became more pronounced, but Rowan didn't push hard enough to be threatening, merely trying to express to Val that she was ok with it.

When she felt the fingers at her thighs again, Rowan’s hips bucked and she whimpered loudly, begging in a very animalistic way, her nostrils flaring as her breathing got quicker, shallower. The fingers pulled away and this time instead of pressing against her lips Val shoved them into her mouth, pushing deep enough that Rowan did gag once before adjusting. Val’s hand moved from her throat as Val almost seemed to face fuck Rowan with her juice coated fingers.

When they were finally pulled out Rowan gagged again, more saliva falling from her mouth and onto her breasts as she felt the rope wrap around her waist. She cocked her head in confusion wondering what was happening.
 
When Rowan gagged on her fingers, part of Val felt bad but the other half of her relished it. She loved being in control, knowing that she could do whatever she wanted to Rowan in this moment. This was why she was in the lifestyle - her desire to Dominate another person and earn that unequivocal submission from them. But, Rowan was not hers, prompting the tall blonde to avert her gaze back to the ropes she was tying.

Her heartbeat was increasing, her own body increasing in temperature as her desire grew. She was tempted to remove her leggings just to rapidly cool herself, but she knew she shouldn't. The temptation would become too much. Again, she reminded herself that remaining in control was critical, even if Rowan was spreading her legs more and more for her. She would give the younger woman she wanted, even if it wasn't what she was desiring.

Reaching into her bag one last time, Val withdrew a cordless Hitatchi wand. She fixed the rope around the head, adjusting it as she slid it into the section of rope that would hold it in place. Rising to her feet, Val slid her hands beneath Rowan's armpits and pulled her up. In that moment, her physical strength shined through, able to easily lift Rowan up to her feet. Taking the rope around her hands, Val quickly looped it through the ring in the tripod, securing it in place but giving Roman's hands more slack. She needed the young woman's feet on the ground so she could spread them.

Squeezing Rowan's shoulder, Val pressed her finger to the younger woman's lips to silence her. It was her way of telling her to remain still. Stepping away quickly, Val grabbed her last two bundles of rope. Looping them around Rowan's ankles, she quickly tied the left to one of the poles of the tripod. Tugging at it so Rowan's leg was pulled outward, she trotted across the space and tied the other ankle with a basic column tie, running back to another pole to spread her legs wide.

Adjusting her hair so it fell over her shoulder, Val stepped up beside Rowan and gripped her shoulders. Blowing against the woman's lips, her blue eyes focused on her exposed lips. Leaning forward with an agonizing slowness, Val placed a quick peck to corner of Rowan's mouth, not a proper kiss but enough of a tease. Her hands dropped between Rowan's legs, grabbing the hanging rope ends. Pulling them between her legs, Val stepped around Rowan and tied the rope ends to the back of the harness. Then, her hand slid between Rowan's legs one more time, pressing the wand firmly against her sex. Pressing the button on the side, Val smirked as she quickly circled Rowan, watching the young woman react to what she had done.
 
Kiss me! Fuck me! Please do something! Rowan was screaming in her own head. She licked her lips, desperately wanting to say something, to beg this woman to take her. She wanted it so bad, surely Val could see it. Instead she was surprised when Val lifted her to her feet with relative ease and pushed her back to the point they had started at. “What ar-” But a finger pressed to her lips, urging her to silence. She was so frustrated and so aroused. She had never wanted something...no some one so badly. In Val she was finding the perfect woman for her, a woman who could give her what she needed, who could teach her and guide her.

She let out a low whimper pleading silently with Val. Her arms were jerked up once again but this time her feet stayed on the ground. She felt rope wrap around her ankle and then it was pulled to the side, when she tried to move it she was unable, there was no slack of give to it. When her other leg was treated similarly it caused a new strain on the young woman, in her arms, her back and her thighs, a dull ache had started. It was delicious.

Hands gripped her shoulders and a soft whisper of breath touched her lips. Then she felt Val’s. They pressed against the corner of her mouth, lightly teasing her, pulling away far to fast. “No,” she said desperately, pulling against the ropes binding her hands and increasing the stran to her body. To her further surprise something was pressed up into her crotch, it was smooth, rounded and it took only a second for Rowan to realize what it was.

“Fuck,” she whispered before the ropes to the hips harness were tied off. A hand touched her belly, sliding down, it came oh so very close to touching her, Rowan wanted to badly to move just that small amount but the ropes held her in place. A powerful vibration knocked the wind out of her and her legs gave out as she screamed. It was a cry of pleasure, of unrestrained sexual need as she hund by her wrists.
 
Freezing as she heard the word 'no', Val had to shake it off as she started Rowan's release. She had discussed the importance of safewords, and how she had to use them in a scene. Remaining detached from the woman as the vibrator went to work, she leaned over to confirm that it was on the lowest setting. She gently smirked, seeing Rowan's legs give out so the rope was tight on her. Her hands went out to Rowan's face, tugging on her head to force the younger woman to stand up on her legs, even if it was just briefly.

Blowing on Rowan's exposed mouth again, Val watched her screaming and struggling, staring entranced at her lips. Her hands lowered from the woman's throat, her fingertips pressed firmly against her skin so she could feel the hot friction from her touch. Cupping Rowan's breasts, Val squeezed them gently before releasing her. Everything had to be a tease, just a taunt. Her hand lifted to her shoulder, gripping the whip that was still draped across her shoulder. Flicking it through the air a few times, Val threw her arm to the side so the tasseled tip smacked Rowan's nipples. She continued her strikes, assaulting the hard perks before whipping Rowan's sides. Val walked close to Rowan, pressing her short nails into the soft skin on the side of her hip. Bringing the whip over her shoulder, she began to spank Rowan's ass, watching her face the entire time, ready to catch her and carry her weight if her body gave out to bliss.
 
Pressure on her head, she was being pulled up. Her world had devolved into sensations and base desire. Her whole body trembling, feeling Val’s hands on her throat once more, the other woman’s hot breath on her lips. She wanted her, willingly she pressed herself against the hands, trying to draw her lips closer to Val’s, though she still could not see or hear her. She whimpered and whined as Val released her, moving away.

Thankfully as she grew accustomed to the vibrations she was able to keep her feet though her legs still trembled horribly and she was still pulling on the rope holding her arms, straining her shoulders. The whip snapped against her nipples, it was one of the harder strikes of the night and Rowan screamed, jerking in her bonds. The whip crashed against her again and again, the strikes seeming to get harder, though the control still seemed to be there. Once more Rowan’s thighs were running with her juices as her desire shot skyward. Unknown to her the two women had actually managed to draw a crowd.

There was a raw energy that surrounded them, it was drawing people in to see the climax. More bruises were forming on Rowan’s skin and When she felt Val’s fingers press hard into her side they had found one. Rowan cried out again, her body jerking before the flat of Val’s other hand struck her ass hard. Each strike sent wave after wave of both pain and pleasure through Rowan’s body, to the point where the sensations were mingling, becoming one.
 
Lifting her head as the gathering crowd caught her eye, Val straighened her back to look at them directly. She couldn't help but smile, nodding to those she knew. It fueled her, pushed her to do more. Walking around Rowan's body, Val pressed herself against the woman's back. Her hands slid around, clawing at her belly before pinching her abused nipples. Tugging and twisting at the hard points, Val pressed her lips to Rowan's shoulder, softly kissing on it. Her hips pushed forward, pressing against Rowan's bruised ass as if she were going to thrust within her. Keeping her body's motions slow, Val continued to keep her lips pressed to Rowan's shoulders, her hips thrusting again with an agonizing slow motion.

Sliding her hands away from Rowan's ribs, Val drug them down along her ribs, pinching and scratching as she made her way to the woman's hips. Squeezing her tightly, Val's fingertips pressed into Rowan, just on the inside of her hipbones. Her hips thrust forward at the same, simulating that she was overpowering the shorter woman with her thrusts. Then, her fingers inched forward more, tracing just below the rope tied around her hips. Tugging on the lines, Val smirked as the wand was moved. Haunching forward more, Val slipped her hand along the rope until she gripped the wand, adjusting it and pushing it against Rowan's dripping sex. Her hips thrust in time with the motion of the wand, simulating slow powerful thrusts to tease and torment Rowan.
 
Rowan’s whole body was trembling and it was getting harder to stay on her feet and the strain on her arms was growing. She moaned loudly before feeling Val’s body press against her back, the older woman’s arms snaking around until they found the smaller woman’s breasts. She screamed, her body instinctively trying to jerk away as her nipples were twisted and pulled, but Val just pulled her back. She felt lips on her shoulder, kissing her sensually and the pleasure she felt from that contact mingled with the pain in her nipples. Had Val not been there practically holding her up Rowan would have lost her footing again.

The first thrust from behind caused Rowan’s feet to slide forward as much as the ropes allowed. They were pulling tight on her ankles and Rowan knew she would end up with marks on them, probably on her wrists too. That though thrilled her as Val kept thrusting, her hands exploring the subs body. As they got closer to her cunt Rowan’s trembling grew worse, she tried to open her legs more, hoping for Val’s fingers. She began to whimper quietly. “Please, please, please,” she repeated over and over again. But the fingers never touched her, instead the wand was pushed harder into her cunt, causing Rowan to choke on her words a loud, shaking moan escaping her lips. But the wand wasnt high enough to give her release.

She was losing her mind, all the stimulation, but it wasnt enough. Why wouldn't Val touch her cunt? She had given her plenty of opportunities. She continued to jerk and twist every touch from Val to the rest of her body sent jolts of pleasure or pain through it that further pushed her to the edge. She let out a choked sob, her voice desperate as she spoke. “Please Mistress, let me cum, please touch me!”
 
Rowan's sob filled Val's ear, her head pressed close to the hood as she arched against the shorter woman's ass. Her blue eyes drifted to the hood, staring at the exposed lips as Rowan continued to squirm. She knew that she would not be heard if she questioned the girl to confirm that this was what she truly wanted. Remaining pressed against Rowan, Val felt her squirming and listened to her breathing, watching ever movement the shorter woman made. She could feel her arching and squirming, her legs struggling to spread more to be touched.

Inhaling deeply, Val forced her breasts to arch against Rowan's back. Her chin pressed against Rowan's shoulder, holding her against her chest as her arms moved lower. She adjusted her grip on the wand, pressing the button to increase the power of the vibrations. Thrusting it up again, she moved her hips in time with the wand, her motions becoming faster. Her hot breath hit Rowan's shoulder as she concentrated, lowering her free hand from the woman's hip. Val's fingertips walked across the skin of Rowan's inner hip, across her mound, then along the side of the ropes going between her legs. She was not going to deny the woman any longer.

Pushing the soaked hemp aside, Val slid her index finger and middle finger down between Rowan's folds. Her fingers slipped to the sides of Rowan's clit easily due to the mess between her legs, her fingertips caressing and stroking the hardened nub. Her other hand continued to thrust the wand upward, her hips pressing against Rowan's bruised ass as her body coiled around her. The breath leaving her nose became quicker, her hands both moving as a team to stimulate Rowan fully so she could have release.
 
Something had changed, not just for Rowan but for Val as well, she felt it in the energy of the Domme as she continued to thrust against the petite sub. She groaned loudly as the wand was thrust harder against her cunt and Val’s hips slammed against her bruised ass, causing pain to flare up, mingling with the pleasure coursing through her.

She felt the fingers trail down her body and her heart began racing as Val pinned her to the taller woman, holding her, squeezing her. “Yes, yes, please Mistress, fuck yes!” she cried out, her hips thrust out as she felt Val’s fingers slide across her mound and she let out a choked gasp, a grin spreading across her face as the fingers pushed into her wet cunt, rubbing along her clit. Rowan’s toes curled and her whole body stiffened, she was nearing the edge, waiting to fall over and into bliss. This was the best fucking orgasm...no the best experience of her life.
 
There it was again, that pesky little word that caused Val's lips to curl up with glee... Mistress.

Her eyes darted up to the gathering crowed, the blue orbs growing wide as she took in the faces watching them. The grin on her lips spread even more, forming into a full toothed grin. Her brows narrowed as her face took on a sadistic expression, lifting her chin from Rowan's shoulder. She slowed her hands as she pulled away, allowing her fingers to slide around in the slick mess more playfully. Standing up as tall as she could to dwarf Rowan's body even further, Val looked at the crowd with a powerful stare, her head tilting as she showed her dominance over the woman.

"Well!? Should I give the girl what she so desperately desires?" Val's words barked out loudly, causing the crowd to cheer and clap around them, a few whistles flying behind her. Her face twisted with another wide grin, looking down at the hooded woman. Even though she knew Rowan could not hear her, Val spoke firmly. "As you wish, sweetie."

Arching forward like a viper, Val locked her chin against Rowan's shoulder, squeezing it firmly against her neck. Clicking on the wand with her thumb, she squeezed it tightly as it wiggled wildly. She rubbed it up between Rowan's legs, caressing her soaked opening before pulling up to press the wand firmly against her. Her dominant hand continued to caress Rowan's clit, her fingers sliding up and down between her folds faster to create more friction. Occasionally locking her fingers together, she pinched at Rowan's hard nub, tugging on it before caressing again.
 
The fingers started to slow down. No! The wand too seemed to be losing power. NO! What was happening? Had she done something wrong? She felt the fingers slide away from her as the wand stopped all together. She let out a pained sob leaning forward as much as the ropes allowed as she felt the body of the other woman pull away. Rowan couldn't even speak, she just stood there, shuddering and whimpering as her body started to come down from the high she had been on. The longer without Val’s touch, the further away from that orgasmic edge Rowan grew.

“Please,” she finally whimpered, unable to hear what was happening through the hood. She tried to twist around, though she realized that was stupid a moment after doing it. She couldn't see Val ir hear her. There was no telling where the taller woman actually was. She felt fevered and had never been more desperate for release in her whole life.

Then she heard something through the mask, not a voice or at least a singular voice, it sounded like a loud murmur. It had to be loud though for her to hear it. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask what was going on when she felt arms wrap around her again and a chin lock onto her shoulder, pulling her against Val’s body again. The wand was turned up high, higher than before and Rowan’s whole body stiffened as she howled.

Val’s fingers were back, fucking her, running along her folds, giving her all the pleasure they could as they flicked at her clit. It didn't take long to get back to the heightened state of arousal she had been in before. She bucked against the iron tight grip holding her. She was close, so close. Fingers trapped her clit and squeezed, pulling and twisting it. The dam broke, Rowan was thrown off the edge, her whole body spasmed as she came, hard. Stars exploded in front of her in the darkness of the hood.
 
Val kept herself tight against Rowan as she squirmed and bucked against the ropes. She was able to keep herself in place, due to her grip with her chin and arms. Her lips were curled with a satisfied grin feeling Rowan's squirms, her arms pressing against the woman's ribs like a clamp to keep her close. The wand continued to pound against her sex, her fingers squeezing Rowan's clit as she came. Rolling the tender skin between her thumb and index finger, Val released a heavy breath as she released the wand. Allowing the harness to hold it in place as it continued to vibrate, her left arm traced up Rowan's belly. She drug her fingertips against the delicate skin, poking into her each time she squirmed.

Her wicked smirk creeped across her lips again as the crowd around them began to clap loudly, more whistling and cheering surrounding them. Dragging her left hand up Rowan's body, Val tugged at the strings at the back of the hood, Val lifted the corner to allow her to hear the cheering, clapping and whistling. Remaining still for several seconds, she let the noise sink in before she pressed her lips against the bottom of the hood, whispering with a bold tone.

"That is all for you, and the lovely little show you just gave. Are you a happy girl now?" Pulling her lips from the bottom of the hood, Val sank her chin against Rowan's shoulder so she would know that's where she was perched, leaving the hood untied so she could hear the crowd. Using her left hand, Val gripped the bottom of Rowan's chin, forcefully turning her head. Parting her lips, she reached out and nibbled on the shorter woman's lower lip, tugging at it. Releasing a low growl so Rowan would feel the vibration in her teeth and the hot air leaving her throat.

Removing her fingers from the shorter woman's clit, Val pulled back before sticking her soaked fingers into Rowan's mouth. Caressing the tip of her tongue, Val began to knead at the dexterous appendage, helping Rowan clean her. Her left hand lowered to the wand, gripping it and tugging upward. She pressed it to Rowan's clit, rubbing firmly to see how she handled the shock of the sensation, and the cheers around them beginning to get louder once again.
 
Rowan hung limp, the only thing keeping her up was Val’s hold on her, she moaned lightly, joy laced throughout it. The orgasm had been the best she had ever experienced. Slowly the buzzing of the vibe on her cunt began to rouse her. Her head moved, her legs twitched and her hands grasped the rope above her, she tried to plant her feet but couldn't. And every movement was met by a firm poke, One got her in the side and she let out a soft snort of laughter as her eyes fluttered open. She was met by the darkness of the hood. The peaceful, comforting darkness.

She felt a hand crawl up her body, it caused her to shiver in delight as the vibe continued to drive her arousal up again. She felt a tugging at the hood. Were they done already? But the hood wasnt pulled off, at least not all the way. Rowan’s heart almost stopped when she heard the clapping and the cheers. A small squeak escaped her lips and under the hood her face was burning a bright red.

Lips pressed against the hood and Val whispered into her ear, her tone making Rowan shiver again, her breath catching. For a moment she lost the ability to talk, her heart was racing and she was still so horny, squirming in the ropes Rowan found her voice. Letting out a sensual sigh she grinned. “Yes Mistress, your slut is a very happy girl.”

A hand grabbed her chin and roughly turned her head, she felt teeth on her lower lip and smiling, she stole a quick kiss before Val could fully pull away. Her heart fluttered joyfully in her chest at the thought. I want more, she thought to herself. “Thank you Mistre-” she was cut off as fingers forced their way into her mouth and she immediately began sucking them clean, making all sorts of lewd sounds as she did. She grinned inwardly, hoping that Val was enjoying herself. Val began playing with her tongue, pulling on it, squishing it between her fingers. Rowan was enjoying the casual intimacy of it. The wand shoved hard against her clit and she gasped, almost rising up on her toes before she squirted, her juices spraying across the floor.
 
Again... That pesky word... Mistress.

Val shook her head as she fought off a blush, attempting to maintain control of herself and her desires. She made a mental note to speak to Rowan about that word when they were done, or perhaps the next day. Her mind was wandering as she touched the woman, her hand rubbing the vibrator back and forth against her clit as her fingers were sucked. She wanted to know what Rowan truly wanted, when her mind wasn't melted like butter.

Her head turned as she went to go back to the edge of the hood, wanting to whisper something to her when she froze feeling Rowan rising up slightly, then a hot sensation on her hand. Val's pupils immediately dilated, looking over Rowan's shoulder to see her mess squirting out around the vibrator. The crowd was howling at this point, cheering her on and chanting loudly. Hearing the praise and enthusiasm of the crowd made Val's head swim, her calm collected headspace waning as her inner hunger burst forth. Her hand dropped from Rowan's mouth, squeezing her breast and aggressively pinching her nipples. Parting her lips, Val clamped her teeth down on the fleshy meat of Rowan's shoulder, gnawing gently as she growled again. The muscle and skin against her teeth was delightful, causing her to bite down a bit harder. Her hand instinctively rubbed harder against the clit with the wand, pushing Rowan's pleasure further so her orgasm wasn't cut short.
 
Her second orgasm of the night hit hard, almost knocking Rowan senseless, she felt her hot juices let go as her body strained against the ropes and Val’s hold. She let out a primal scream of pure pleasure before she felt the older woman savagely grope her breasts, pinching her nipples painfully, drawing out squeals from Rowan that made her thrash and pull against the ropes.

The young woman hadnt even fully come down from her second orgasm when she felt the beginnings of a third. Teeth bit into her shoulder and she felt them grind down onto her. Her scream rose in pitch as she felt something warm dribble down her collarbone. Pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure, it was all rolling into one. Val was biting down harder and tears were running down Rowan's face under the mask, not realising that Val had drawn blood, but it wouldn't have mattered, it would have barely registered. She was in seventh heaven well on a way to another mind blowing orgasm. Somewhere in her mind she found it odd that the bite to her shoulder turned her on almost as much as the fingers squeezing her clit. But the thought quickly faded into the background.
 
Rubbing the wand against Rowan's clit more aggressively, Val motioned it in circles. Her fingers gave Rowan's nipples another firm tug before releasing them. She slid her fingers up to Rowan's throat, giving it a light squeeze. It wasn't enough to cut off her airways, but more a possessive display of control. Then, just as quick as she had gripped Rowan, Val released her neck. Pulling her teeth back from Rowan's shoulder, Val's eyes widened seeing the blood trickling down her skin. She immediately wiped her teeth clean on her sleeve, inspecting the bruising on Rowan's shoulder. Her stomach dropped in that moment, panicking slightly.

Stepping to the side, Val wrapped her arm around Rowan, straddling one of her legs with her own. Pressing her thighs together around Rowan's leg, Val tried to steady her breathing as she continued to assault Rowan's clit with the wand. Her eyes remained on the trickle of blood, shifting uncomfortably as her nipples grew harder beneath her dress and bra. Dropping her eyes to Rowan's ass, her hand lowering to squeeze and grope her bruised ass. Pulling back, Val spanked Rowan's bare cheeks, letting her hand sting from the strike before adding another...and another...and another. The red handprints were hot against her skin, causing Val to squeeze Rowan's leg with her thighs. Leaning forward quickly, she pressed her lips to the open part of the hood, whispering with a slightly shaky voice.

"I want you to cum for me, like a good girl. Can you do that for me, Little Rowan?"
 
The wand was almost attacking her clit, drawing out whimpers and gasps from Rowan. She twitched, feeling a deep ache in her arms and legs from the strain she was putting them through but all of it was just culminating in sending her in a spiral towards another orgasm. Rowan had never thought she would be this into pain, but feeling Val’s teeth clamping down on her and even the soreness that was starting to overwhelm her clit, it all made her feel...owned, in that moment she belonged solely to Val and that didn't bother her at all, it thrilled her and that thrill ran through her body visibly.

She gasped, feeling the hand grip her throat. There should be a collar there, the thought passed through her mind so fast that if it hadnt come from her it probably wouldn't have registered. The teeth released her and she heard a surprised gasp from close to her ear. The hand slipped from her throat, but the physical contact never stopped, a part of Val’s body always was touching hers.

Pressure on her leg, it was being squeezed. Va’ls hand was back, grabbing her ass groping it roughly. The wand moved, shoving hard against her cunt, the head almost sinking into her pussy lips while it continued its assault on her clit. Pain! A sharp pain in her ass as she felt a hand come crashing down on it. She gritted her teeth, not screaming even as her back arched, but they kept coming and soon she couldn't hold back her howls of ecstasy anymore.Val’s words in her ear, whispering seductively to her, demanding that she cum as the wand twisted and she tried to rise up on her toes. “Y-Yes Mistress,” she gasped out as she came once more. Stars exploding, every nerve felt like it was on fire, fuck it felt so good. Her legs did give out, she collapsed against Val, breathing heavily, gasping. She opened her mouth, but closed it again almost instantly, struggling to straighten up, to stand. She wasnt ready for this to be over but her body was exhausted.
 
As Rowan cried out with another climax, Val squeezed her leg with her thighs, grinning widely as she watched and felt her squirming. When she went limp, Val immediately turned the wand off and wrapped her arms around Rowan. She pressed her lips to the hood, whispering firmly so she would hear her words. "I have you, and you are safe. When I lower your arms, drop them over my head." And just like that, Val slid around Rowan's body. Her head lifted as she untied the girl's arms, ducking her head between them so Rowan automatically was supported. Val slowly knelt down to the floor, holding Rowan's ass with her hands as she lowered her.

Once she was on the ground and safely sitting, Val drug her hands along her legs as she went to the poles. All it took was a few quick tugs and the rope was released from each, her hands immediately removing the rope from Rowan's ankles. She stuffed the hemp inside her bag along with the rest of her toys, withdrawing the soft purple blanket she had purchased for this night. Untying Rowan's arms, Val wrapped the short woman in the blanket. Hoisting her up in her arms, Val stood and adjusted Rowan, looking to a Dungeon Monitor that was approaching them.

"Do you want assistance with your bag?"

"Yes, please." Val eyed her bag of gear, smiling appreciatively as the bag was carried. "I can go back and clean up. That was...an unexpected result."

"Don't worry about it. Madame Joy said she owes you one." As the Dungeon Monitor spoke, Val turned to look at a larger woman with bright purple hair, offering her a warm smile.

"How thoughtful." Continuing to carry Rowan, Val waited for the doors to be opened. Carrying her into the quieter area, Val gently lowered Rowan onto a plush sofa. Her hands took her bag, nodding in thanks. Pulling the water out, she slowly removed the hood from Rowan's head, staring at her face. Helping her sit up, Val held the water to her lips to help her drink, speaking tenderly. "You need to drink this whole bottle, but I want you to do it slowly." Bracing herself so Rowan's back was against her chest, Val continued to cradle and hold her, caressing and petting over the blanket to show she was safe and cared for. "You were such a good girl, Rowan. Did you enjoy yourself?"
 
As Rowan cried out with another climax, Val squeezed her leg with her thighs, grinning widely as she watched and felt her squirming. When she went limp, Val immediately turned the wand off and wrapped her arms around Rowan. She pressed her lips to the hood, whispering firmly so she would hear her words. "I have you, and you are safe. When I lower your arms, drop them over my head." And just like that, Val slid around Rowan's body. Her head lifted as she untied the girl's arms, ducking her head between them so Rowan automatically was supported. Val slowly knelt down to the floor, holding Rowan's ass with her hands as she lowered her.

Once she was on the ground and safely sitting, Val drug her hands along her legs as she went to the poles. All it took was a few quick tugs and the rope was released from each, her hands immediately removing the rope from Rowan's ankles. She stuffed the hemp inside her bag along with the rest of her toys, withdrawing the soft purple blanket she had purchased for this night. Untying Rowan's arms, Val wrapped the short woman in the blanket. Hoisting her up in her arms, Val stood and adjusted Rowan, looking to a Dungeon Monitor that was approaching them.

"Do you want assistance with your bag?"

"Yes, please." Val eyed her bag of gear, smiling appreciatively as the bag was carried. "I can go back and clean up. That was...an unexpected result."

"Don't worry about it. Madame Joy said she owes you one." As the Dungeon Monitor spoke, Val turned to look at a larger woman with bright purple hair, offering her a warm smile.

"How thoughtful." Continuing to carry Rowan, Val waited for the doors to be opened. Carrying her into the quieter area, Val gently lowered Rowan onto a plush sofa. Her hands took her bag, nodding in thanks. Pulling the water out, she slowly removed the hood from Rowan's head, staring at her face. Helping her sit up, Val held the water to her lips to help her drink, speaking tenderly. "You need to drink this whole bottle, but I want you to do it slowly." Bracing herself so Rowan's back was against her chest, Val continued to cradle and hold her, caressing and petting over the blanket to show she was safe and cared for. "You were such a good girl, Rowan. Did you enjoy yourself?"
 
Time and reason ahd vanished as Rowan leaned against Val, gasping, trying to pull in breath, it didn't matter that there was a hood covering her head as her eyes were shut tight, her whole body shuddered with what she would have described as orgasmic aftershocks. The first sensation that seemed to return to her was her sense of touch. She felt Val’s body against hers, standing firm, keeping her up. After a few more moments she could make sense of words again.

Val’s voice shone through, like a burning beacon in the darkness. A small, hoarse whimper escaped Rowans throat as she cuddled against the woman. Her voice was raspy as she opened her mouth and spoke. “Yes Ma’am,” the word felt wrong. She knew the word she wanted to use, but no longer subbing out Rowan was more coherent with her thoughts. Still it hurt a little inside saying Ma’am and not Mistress for this amazing woman. She felt Val move and then her hands were dropping, but they made it over Val’s head and with a strength that surprised her Rowan clung to her, afraid to let go, afraid she would be gone. The night was coming to a close and Rowan was afraid she would not get any more time with Val. She didn't want a tasting, she knew who she wanted.

Val lowered them to the floor, supporting Rowan the whole way down until she sat on her butt with a pained, hissing intake of breath. Quickly, far quicker than she could have imagined it being done the rope was removed from her body moved away. Her hands were free, still she clung to Val, even as something warm and soft was wrapped around her. An unfamiliar voice spoke asking about help and mentioning a woman...Madame Joy? Idly Rowan wondered who that was.

Val’s arms wrapped her up and with almost no effort at all picked her up and carried her away. After a while the noise faded abruptly away and then they were sitting on a soft sofa. Rowan’s whole body ached and hurt and she was the happiest she had ever been. More tugging at the back of her head and the hood was pulled away. Rowan squeezed her eyes shut in the bright light.Her hair hung matted and clumped to her face, wrapping all around it as well as her neck. Val pressed a water bottle to her lips and Rowan drank it, she went slow but still began coughing, once the fit had passed she snuggled up against Val again. “Thank you Ma’am, yes I enjoyed myself more than I ever had before,” Rowan responded. Opening her eyes the light didn't seem as harsh and she saw the purple blanket. “You remembered my favorite color.”
 
"Yes, I did remember." Val smiled with pride, placing the water on the sofa for Rowan to finish later. "I am a very attentive." Caressing Rowan's cheeks, Val gently smoothed her hair back so she could look at her tired face. "I am pleased that you enjoyed yourself so much." Smiling more, Val gently adjusted Rowan, pulling her up so her head rested in the crook of her neck. Her arms roamed across the soft blanket, caressing her limbs beneath. "I brought some chocolate and jerky, should you begin to drop and need a pick me up. Let me know if you want them. I will feed them to you." Smirking a bit more, Val gently kissed Rowan's forehead. Looking her her bag, she reached her hand out and dug through it, withdrawing a small plastic box.

"There was an accident though, something I must apologize for." Gently peeling the blanket away from Rowan's neck and shoulder, Val's blue eyes inspected the bruised bite and broken skin. The blood had already begun to dry, if it hadn't been absorbed by the blanket. She opened the plastic kit, immediately withdrawing an alcohol wipe. "This may sting a bit." Tearing the little packet open, Val dabbed at the wound to clean it. She could see the scab fading away, prompting her to withdraw another small packet of antibacterial ointment. Squeezing it onto the broken skin, Val worked quickly to cover it with a large piece of gauze.

"Forgive me, Rowan. I lost myself a little back there. I hope my mistake hasn't ruined this life for you." The regret and shame was audible in Val's voice as she spoke, her eyes trembling as she taped the gauze in place. Her arms remained protectively around Rowan once she was finished, bundling the blanket around her naked body so she wouldn't get cold.
 
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