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MsBloom

MsBloom

Moonchild
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Northern Europe
Molly had spent the day in the studio part of her large apartment, drawing up the basics for a new painting, an interpretation of the ancient Greek Myth of Leda and the Swan with the swan being a woman dressed up in feathers and a birdlike mask and Leda was in elaborate bondage. It was a private commission her friend Josh had negotiated for her and she would get paid quite handsomely for it. It wasn't that she really needed the money, she could live quite comfortably on the interest from her inheritance but it never hurt to have some extra spending money, especially considering her rather expensive hobby of collecting custom made fetish clothes, and devices. She and Josh had met while they were both students at the New York Academy of Arts and bonded over their shared interest in elaborate erotic art.

It was now past 9 pm and the sun was still shining through the skylights. having eaten, as she often forgot to do when she was working, and then taken a long bath she poured herself a large glass of red wine. A few sips and she took out her RealDoe and slipped it into her already wet cunt. She admired it and herself in front of the mirror a few minutes, tugging on the silicone cock, before sitting down wearing nothing but her birthday suit at the computer and logged on to the Kinkster Forum and a smile spread across her face when she saw that Siberian_Sweetheart, was online. Not that she was surprised. They had chatted through many nights now and 9 pm was their agreed on time to find each other even if there was of course days when they had met up and chatted in the afternoons as well, sometimes even during the mornings on more mobile devices.

Sweet&Spicy: Hey. Guess what I'm wearing ... ;)

They had been chatting with each other for a little over three months and felt like she was getting to know SS, as she called her to herself, quite intimately. They had been sharing fantasies and done a bit of sexual roleplaying exploring those fantasies and talking about exciting and embarrassing situations. They had talked about different styles of bondage and about sensory deprivation. They had talked about the excitement and embarrassment of having coffee in public with SS wearing a vibrating egg inside her, and egg Molly had full control over. To that fantasy they had also added that underneath her knee length coat SS had worn nothing but elaborate rope work. It had been three exciting months indeed. Maybe the time had come to take it a step further. They did after all live within an hour by subway from each other.
 
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Liliana Volkova, Lily to her friends, was definitely crushing hard on Sweet&Spicy, and their near-daily nighttime chats had become the thing she looked forward to most. Sometimes they talked well past midnight.

She had been waiting for her online paramour to show up, and almost immediately upon getting the message she was typing a response.

Siberian_Sweetheart: Nothing? Please be nothing. Or nothing plus a dick.

Her own body was equally naked save for the complex rope bondage she had long practiced doing on herself, and she was eager to see what tonight would bring in their conversations.

Siberian_Sweetheart: Would love to talk, but I'm kinda tied up at the moment. ;)
 
Sweet&Spicy: Oh you better believe that's exactly what I'm wearing and I hope you are wearing nothing more as well.
Sweet&Spicy: Except maybe some tight threads.

Molly smiled at the second message from SS, which did confirm what she had envisioned, and at the same time she wondered how it was that SS was typing it and the one before if she really was as tied up as she suggested.

Sweet&Spicy: If you have something to gag yourself with then do it and we can "talk" on Skype. I'll be waiting for your call.

She turned on her camera, put her kitten ear headset on. Then she waited while slowly running her fingers up and down the shaft of her RealDoe.
 
Lily chuckled at the response. God, the woman was a treasure.

She put her own headset on and pulled up Skype, then pulled out a large red ball gag, secured it, and made the call.

Sure enough, the young woman was definitely covered in an intricate web of ropes that left most of her body exposed. And while her hands and arms were free, she moved the camera to show that at ankle, knee, waist, and underbust she had secured herself to the chair with more rope.

Siberian_Sweetheart: Happy now, Mistress?

These games had become more common, and Lily could only imagine what it would be like to play in person with the woman she was, honestly, kinda already head over heels for. Having a Mistress, even an online one, was exhilarating.
 
"Very happy indeed," Molly said with a big smile.
It was quite a delicious sight when SS did turn on her camera and hearing her use the word mistress sent shivers up and down her spine all of which eventually came together like a big ball of fuzzy arousal between her legs. She tugged a little on the RealDoe to simulate male masturbation. There were so many thoughts going through her mind as SS showed her handy work. The way she had secured herself to the chair and that gag ball simply looked so delicious. Molly could easily imagine herself straddling that beautiful face and rub herself against that red ball until she came. Not that she had ever actually done anything like it but it was one of her fantasies, a fantasy she often took even further, imagining a dildo to ride instead of just a ball. She had been looking at such devices since she and SS started to talk and actually ordered one for her collection of toys that she had never actually used.
"Do you have your Hitachi within reach?"
 
Watching her Mistress' obvious arousal made Lily more aroused and very happy. At the question, she let out a muffled chuckle, reached offscreen, and pulled the requested device into view. This wasn't the first time they'd played this game of directed masturbation for Sweet&Spicy's viewing pleasure. The voyeuristic and exhibitionist thrills always had Lily hot and bothered. And she loved the times when her Mistress would not allow her to cum, when she was made to edge herself for ages only to be denied release. Chastity, pleasure control, and orgasm denial were major kinks to her.

Siberian_Sweetheart: Of course, Mistress. How may I please you with it tonight?

Now the game was going to get fun.
 
Knowing that since the first time they had played this game SS had started to begun to wrap the rope she tied herself up with around her crotch as well in such a way that with the aid of the rope around her waist made an almost perfect little pocket in which to place the vibrator, and hold it in place pressed against her clit. So when asked the told SS to place the Hitachi right there and then turn it on.
"Maximum effect and then secure your hands behind your neck. I don't want you to accidentally push the vibrator away."
She smiled and tugged a little on the RealDoe. It was indeed a sight to behold, SS naked, tied to a chair and soon to be ravaged by pleasure from the relentless vibrations from the toy.

She watched with excitement as SS followed her instructions. It was such a thrill. She had the most exquisite expressions of pleasure turning to pain and back again in pure frustration when she was forced to hold back her orgasm, forced to keep edging herself. Of course Molly would do it differently should they ever find themselves in the same room. She would start on a low setting, a mere tickle on that sensitive pearl and slowly bring it up to its maximum setting while teasing the rest of that gorgeous body with her hands, lips and tongue, perhaps also other devices.
"You know the rules. You do not get to orgasm without my expressed permission. Should you want to beg me to allow it then please ... feel free to do so. Just nod if you understand."

Hearing SS begging through the gag ball was another aspect of this game Molly took great pleasure in.
 
The hands-free setup for the toy was all the more fun, especially since it removed her control. And it was always guaranteed to work. Lily never lasted long, and it was about even odds if she was able to hold back long enough to ask. Now that was fun, when she failed. She nodded, set the Hitachi in position, turned it on, and laced her fingers behind her head.

The game was afoot, and Lily held back as long as she could. And then the muffled begging began. It was rare that she was given permission immediately, and as the sensations built up, her hips were bucking, trying to dislodge the device as her begging intensified.
 
There it was, that beautiful agony of pleasure building to the point of being unbearable. It rarely took SS very long to reach that stage and Molly couldn't help but to think it had something to do with her and the rules she had set up. A big smile spread across her face as she sat there watching SS writhe and buck from pleasure while she stroked her RealDoe like a cock. At this point there wasn't really that much conversation going on, justs SS begging for permission to release her orgasm and Molly denying it while occasionally commenting that SS was such a beautiful little slut and how badly she wanted to ravage her. There was also comments made about what various positions she wanted SS tied up in, anywhere from hogtied to suspended mid air, or strapped to an x shaped cross. There was also mention of straight jackets and other kind of stimulating devices such as a sybian, which Molly did have even if she hadn't told SS about it yet. In fact she had not talked much about her fetish collection at all, partly because she didn't want to come off as some kind of freak and partly because she wanted it to be a surprise for when and if they were ever to meet up outside webcams, IMs and emails.

About fifteen minutes went by like this and the more SS struggled against the Hitachi the closer Molly came to an orgasm as well. Eventually she too was struggling to hold it off, but she at least had the advantage of being able to control the stimulation and could take breaks to keep herself right on the edge.
 
Fifteen minutes in, and Lily was finding it harder and harder to fight the urge to cum. And she was loving every second of it. The fact that she was being tormented like this ... it just made it harder not to cum.

Her begging became more intense and desperate as she felt herself losing control. She knew her Mistress enjoyed watching her squirm, and there was always fun when she failed to hold back until she was given permission.
 
The longest SS had ever managed to last before failing to hold her orgasm was close to half an hour which in many ways was impressive and it had been such a joy to watch her entire body quake to the point where the intensity of the orgasm had basically rendered her unconscious for a few seconds. It must have been one hell of a bang and the orgasm Molly herself had had while watching SS collapse into a supernova of sexual energy had been almost as debilitating in itself. It had been several minutes, maybe as many as ten or fifteen before either of them had been able to communicate in any other way than through moans, grunts and subhuman noises.

The punishment for orgasming without permission that time had been devilishly simple yet so arousing to watch and listen to. The gag ball had been replaced with a clothes pin clamped on her tongue after which SS had had to first apologise for a full fifteen minutes while not being allowed to remove the Hitachi, but rather forced to keep orgasming. The apology had been filled with self-degradation about how she was a complete failure and disappointment to her Mistress, how she did not deserve to be Molly's little pet. Had the apology been made with the two of them in the same room Molly would have made her crawl, kiss and lick her feet, but as that was not the case she had simply demanded a detailed description of how SS would have sucked that silicone cock protruding from Molly's crotch.

Now, as she herself was so close to an orgasm herself that all it would take was a light flick of the RealDoe for her to explode she nodded and held up both her hands, fingers extended, and one by one folded them back into the palm of her hand as a countdown. When all that was left was two fists they would both orgasm together.
 
Lily still had the video of that session. Half an hour before she had lost all control and been overwhelmed by the best orgasm of her life. The punishment had sucked, and she had made it clear afterwards that she was not okay with the clothespin on her tongue thing.

The countdown was familiar, and as Molly counted down, Lily slowly let herself slip out of control, and as the countdown reached zero, she found herself cumming hard and fast, the pleasure surging through her.
 
One thing about meting out a pleasurable punishment for someone you didn't know inside and out was of course always tricky but Molly was impressed that SS had not complained about any part of it until afterwards. After that the clothespin to the tongue had gone off the list of methods of punishment. She had even tried it on herself the day after and realised just how badly it hurt. Trying to speak with the clothespin had only made Molly ever more impressed at how well SS had actually done it. That was then though and now as she sat there watching her online cam pet start losing control she allowed herself to lose control as well and at zero she threw her head back, pulled and pushed on the silicone cock until she squirted all over it and the chair, the floor and even some onto the screen.
"You're such a good little pet," she then said to SS and smiled.
 
Lily's orgasm was intense, as they always were, leaving her own area a mess like her Mistress' was, and as she came down, she forced herself to look past the feelings and type.

Siberian_Sweetheart: Thank you, Mistress. May I remove the Hitachi and gag?

As she waited for the response, she hesitated. There was a question dancing in her mind, one she'd been thinking for a while.

Siberian_Sweetheart: And another thing, Mistress. Would you like to do these things to me for real as much as I want you to do them to me for real?

The question was obviously meant to lead to suggesting that they meet for real.
 
Molly's heart was beating hard and her breath was quick and shallow, her muscles still spasming involuntarily. She nodded in response to SS question.
"You may my pet," she said and then as the other question came up on the screen she tensed, almost as if her body was preparing for yet another orgasm but instead she sat up straight and looked right into SS eyes on the screen.
Would she like to do all those things, and probably a whole lot more, to her for real?
You bet you sweet as I do, she almost said. Instead she just nodded again and bit her bottom lip hoping it didn't make her look too nervous.
"I would love that," she eventually said.
Her heart pounded even faster now. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Coffee ... ummm ... tomorrow?"
 
She practically tore the Hitachi free as she turned it off, then removed the gag, working her mouth to alleviate the soreness as Molly pondered the offer.

At the agreement and suggestion of a meeting the next day, she squealed happily. "Yes. Absolutely." She agreed. "Name the time and place, and I'll be there." She agreed as she started untying herself.
 
Molly first thought about meeting somewhere public, like her regular haunt half a block down from her apartment, but then as she thought more about it was there really any point in beating around the bush. They both knew what they wanted.
"My place, 1pm," she said and typed the address into the chat.
"Well see you tomorrow then," she added and ended the call to avoid SS seeing her break into a fit of school-girlish giggle.
Why in the deep levels of hell had she agreed to meeting in person, other than of course the fact that the temptation of doing all the things she had dreamed about to SS for real, to be able to touch her skin, to taste the sweat off it, to taste the sweet nectar from her cunt.

But as excited as all that made her it was the imagined expectations from her online lover and pet that made her nervous. She might have a large collection of fetish clothes and some rather exciting toys in her red room upstairs but she had absolutely no experience outside of what she had done online. She had gone to a fetish club once but ended up feeling awkward and shy about the very public displays that she had ended up just watching others and on one occasion found herself masturbating while watching a young perky woman suspended mid air in intricate bondage and a vibrator attached to her clit, another inside her cunt and yet another in her anus. The facial expressions of pleasure, the cries of her orgasms slowly turning from explosive pleasure to soreness and pain had been absolutely exquisite.

Now she would have to live up to her dominant online persona in real life and imagined that SS was one of much greater experience than she was.
"Oh dear sweet fuck, why did I ever agree to this," she said to herself as she stepped into the shower.
 
The panic was, unbeknownst to either of them, mutual. Lily spent at least five minutes after the call was over just staring at the blank screen in shock and terror. So, "coffee" had been code for "do all the things," apparently. And now Lily would have to admit that, unlike her online paramour, she was an inexperienced little pretender who had never done anything more than the occasional self-bondage in addition to their online stuff.

And yet, somehow, the next day, precisely at one, Lily would be there at the door of the apartment hitting the buzzer for Molly's apartment, dressed rather conspicuously in a long coat.
 
As Molly stood there in the shower running her hands over her body she closed her eyes imagining it was SS hands washing her after they had done all the things they both wanted to do. Assuming she dared go beyond the offered coffee. What if SS had taken coffee to be code for sex. It wasn't entirely unheard of to use such codes.

She barely slept that night, tossing and turning restlessly, nervously. She masturbated three times thinking of SS in various bondage positions, one of which she wanted to try more than any other. It would have SS resting on her shoulders in a sort of piledriver position, her ankles would be tied to the frame of the bed and held together at the knees with the rope going under the back of her neck. The hands and arms would be tied behind her back and then Molly would insert a remote controlled vibrator into her cunt and use rope to secure a Hitachi to the outside of her sex. It would be such deliciously beautiful orgasmic agony to watch.

She also envisioned SS in all the various fetish clothes she had and imagined her being the central performance piece at various fetish clubs in situation like the one she remembered most from her only visit to such a venue.

In the morning she started the day with two large mugs of coffee just to wake up and then spent all morning trying to find the exact right outfit to show that she was more experienced than she was. She went through the collection of latex, rubber, silicone and leather outfits in the red room but felt that they might all be far too intimidating, especially if SS was simply expecting coffee and not a full blown fetish session. There was after all that possibility even if it was slim. Another reason she discarded the idea of appearing in full get up was that so far she had not really mentioned her collection to SS and worried that it might seem a bit on the freaky side to have an entire room dedicated to such a collection. She could of course perhaps try explaining that she used it for her art which did have a certain fetish vibe to it but no.

In the end she settled for a compromise. She put on a pair of shiny black latex shorts with a matching top, and over that a knee long turtleneck red dress.
 
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As she waited anxiously for Molly to open the door, Lily found herself second-guessing the decision to come as she had. What if it was just coffee that Molly had intended, simply in a more personal setting than a coffee shop? God, that would be embarrassing. Totally, utterly embarrassing and Lily figured it would ruin everything.

The door finally opened, and Lily smiled, unable to say anything as it sank in that she was finally seeing the woman she wanted as her Mistress in the flesh. She stood there awkwardly, a sheepish blush on her face.
 
When the doorbell rang Molly literally jumped over the couch in her living room and rushed to the door and then stopped dead in her tracks. She checked herself in the full body mirror, adjusted a few rogue strands of hair, smoothed out her dress and wondered for a moment if she shouldn't perhaps have gone with jeans instead. She had after all always appeared rather masculine to SS and here she was in a dress.
Oh well, too late to change now, she thought to herself and opened the door.

Her online lover was so much more beautiful in person than the camera showed.
And they say the camera never lies huh? she thought and tilted her head to the side taking in the breathtaking beauty outside her door.
"Siberian Sweetheart I presume. I'm Molly but you can call me Sweet and Spicy if you like."
She bit her bottom lip and then with a smile spreading on her face she added: "Or you can simply call me Mistress."

She took a step back to let her lover, her pet, enter.
"Do come in. You can hang your coat over there."
She pointed at a small closet next to the door.
"Coffee will be ready in just a few."
Yes she had actually made coffee just in case.
 
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It was true that her online paramour had presented a more masculine appearance to her, but Lily didn't mind the more feminine look she was presented with. "Well, Molly, you look ... gorgeous. I'm Lily, but you can call me totally enraptured." She said.

She nodded. "Yeah, coffee sounds good." She said, then blushed. "Can I, uh, use the restroom real quick?"

Once there, she quickly pulled off the coat and then pulled a change of clothes from her large purse, getting dressed in a rather plain but still pretty black halter-top dress. "Okay, good thing I packed this." She muttered. Just in case she'd been wrong; it would have been awkward if she'd had to sit through "just coffee" naked under the closed coat as she had been.

Emerging, she smiled. "So, Molly, I, uh, yeah, wow, you look better in person. And I like the dress."
 
Molly nodded and smiled as she pointed Lily towards the downstairs bathroom. In the meantime she put out coffee and mugs wondering about the blush and rather awkward look on Lily's face when she asked to use the bathroom real quick. Had perhaps she too planned something spectacular for their first meeting and now was in there changing? It seemed quite plausible when she thought about it, perhaps ... could she have been wearing nothing but rope under that coat but there was no signs of rope underneath the dress she came out in and there had not been enough time to undo any sort of elaborate rope work, or had there, after all Molly didn't really have any experience with bondage as such. She had of course seen videos of how to apply it but never seen it removed. Perhaps there was some kind of trick to the knots that hade them all coming apart with a simple pull on the right end.
"This thing," she said when Lily complimented her dress and then smiled awkwardly as she was now imagining Lily wearing nothing but rope, the way she had always seen her so far. It was probably the first time they had actually seen each other with clothes on which in a sense made the situation a bit kinky in a strange way.

After a mug of coffee each and about fifteen minutes of rather awkward exchange of non-committal chit chat it was clear to Molly that if anything was going to happen then someone needed to push the button and as she was the supposedly dominant person it was up to her to do so. Why was this always so much easier online. Because you could do all the preparations beforehand. You already knew what was going to happen, more or less. It was easier to just undress and then turn on the camera.
"So ... Ummm ... did you by chance not really wear anything underneath your coat when you came here."
 
The awkward, idle conversation came to a screeching halt as Molly asked her bluntly about if she'd been naked under the coat. Lily blushed furiously, taking several seconds to respond.

"I, uh, well, I thought maybe when you invited me here, you didn't actually mean coffee, but I was worried that was a bit presumptuous and I'd make a fool of myself if I was wrong, but if I was right, I wanted to be ready, but if I was wrong, at least I could pack something to change into." She rambled.
 
Molly looked at Lily and then started to laugh.
"The only reason I actually made coffee was because I thought maybe you had thought that I actually meant coffee. You should see the outfit I had intended to greet you in."
She was suddenly serious and looked at Lily.
"What if we, now that we're past awkward misinterpretations about actually having coffee, start over. You go back to the bathroom and change back to what you were wearing when you arrived and go back out and do this the way we both thought it would go down."
She tilted her head and felt a lot more confident than she had when she opened the door. Lily had been expecting the same kind of coffee as she had and that was a huge threshold they had crossed.
"Just give me a few minutes to get ready after you've closed the door before you knock."
 
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