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Girl's Fun in the Sun (Prince x Javorcek)

Damnit…she had really been hoping to get out of this wrap. But at least Sammie was going to be helpful and give Lena a task so that she didn’t go crazy worrying about time, how loud she was, or the fact that she was bound so tight she couldn’t do anything. She was so excited to have something to do that she didn’t even notice the tell-tale trail of bright pink exfoliate that Sammie was smearing all over her cocooned form.

Well…it looked like Cindy and Delilah’s impressions that they were just some crazy horny lesbian couple were going to be confirmed.

As her friend straddled her face and opened up that already slightly swollen sex for her view, Lena’s mouth began to water. She licked her lips, getting even more wet and turned on at the thought of making Sammie moan and cry out. Though being called ‘Pet’ was like having a splash of cold water thrown at her. Part of her was –seriously- tempted to bite Sammie’s inner thigh right now. It was definitely hard for Lena to accept the name of ‘Pet’. Part of her liked it…it was affectionate; not like ‘slave’ or something derogatory. But the dominant side of her didn’t appreciate being put into a subservient place. Hmmph…well…she just had to behave through the public portion of tonight…then their roles would be reversed and she could assume her rightful place ontop of her much smaller, though more experienced, new girlfriend.

As soon as those pink folds were close enough to her face that Lena’s nostrils were flooded with Sammie’s light musk, it was like the BANG! of a starting gun went off and the athlete’s tongue shot out of the gate. Quickie sex meant just that: no warm up lap, just an all out race to the finish. Her eager, slightly sloppy tongue work was smearing exfoliate everywhere! Thankfully it tasted like it was just some all natural salt concoction with a bit of grapefruit or something else in there. The flavor reminded her of that first cistrusy sip of a margarita that has salt around the rim. Good thing Lena really liked margaritas too!

Eagerly her tongue lapped up all the juices her naughty little girlfriend’s pussy was already leaking. Lena speared her tight little entrance a couple of times before she moved her attention down to her friend’s sensitive bundle of nerves. She flicked and fluttered that textured tongue all over her lover’s swollen little button. Still very aware that Delilah and Cindy would be back fairly soon, Lena was extra rough with her mouth. Her lips wrapped around and pulling the wrinkled hood, sucking on it hard, then releasing it and soothing any pain she had caused with fast but gentle licks. And Lena just kept this motion up, rough suckling followed by tender little strokes of her tongue.

“Please Mistress! Cum for me. I love how you taste…”
 
Sammie was quickly panting and biting her lip to fight back moans of pleasure as Lena began to passionately devour her dripping slit. Her girlfriend was definitely a quick learner, breast play made some sense, but how had she learned so quickly how to lick a pussy?! Perhaps Sammie was just so turned on at this point by all the teasing they had done to each other that she was primed to explode, but Lena's aggressive assault on her aching folds was driving her towards an orgasm much quicker than she expected. Her tall friend's tongue was extremely long and talented, plunging deep inside her passage and then swirling so expertly around the throbbing nub of her clit. When Lena finally abandoned any attempt at subtle teasing and started to suckle her throbbing clit Sammie couldn't help but stiffen and let out a loud groan of pleasure.

Fuuuuuuck that felt so good.

After their marathon sex session last night, Sammie had doubted whether her intimates would recover quickly enough to enjoy sex during the day, but her uncontrollable response to Lena's tonguing was proving that she had reserves of sexual depravity that she didn't even know had existed! Without consciously thinking about it, Sammie was grinding herself against Lena's face. Rubbing her silken folds harder against the suckling, tugging and licking buzzsaw of pleasure that Lena's mouth had become. As her breathing became more ragged, panting and gasping with pleasure, she was bucking her hips harder and harder, almost spastic thrusts and gyrations to get as much friction as possible from her lover's hungry licking. Sammie could feel her juices flowing freely now, her arousal sweating down and likely coating Lena's cheeks and chin. And even the noises coming from between her legs as she sat on Lena's face were making her hot; loud slurping, smacking and splashing sounds of sex interspersed with muffled panting and moans from Lena.

This was going to be a big fucking orgasm.

Sammie was now doing her part, at least what little she could do with Lena's cocooned body, to give her girlfriend and orgasm as well. The hole she had burrowed through Lena's plastic and cloth wraps was gaping now and Sammie's hand was buried to her wrist inside the warm shell around Lena's body. She'd somehow been able to slide another finger down into that tight space between Lena's thighs and slit and was using her thumb to strum Lena's swollen clit as she furiously stroked that soft canal. The tight little triangle had become so drenched with Lena's juices and trapped body heat that Sammie felt as if she was fingering Lena's actual pussy, a squelching, wet and hot channel that seemed to clench her fingers as Lena tightened her thighs against every stroke.

And then Lena started begging her Mistress to cum and Sammie felt her orgasm growing as she started to move her fingers in a blur on Lena's sex. Yes... yes... yes... stay quiet. Just a minute more. Oh god. She was shaking and trembling. How to not scream? Did she even fucking care?!

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Are you guys ready?" came Cindy's quizzical voice, the door handle turning as it cracked open slightly.

"NOOOOOOOO!" screamed Sammie in panic, her own desperation and anger at how close she was turning the cry into a sad wail.

"Oh- ok, I'll give you another minute," replied Cindy in a surprised tone, hurriedly shutting the door. The door opened away from the tables so she hadn't seen anything, Sammie hoped. With a groan, Sammie slithered off of Lena, eyes wide and body shaking with a mix of adrenaline and unfulfilled sexual desire.

"Oh my god.. Lena... you are a mess.. I don't have time!" panted Sammie as she frantically tried to rearrange the gaping holes in Lena's wraps. One hole was suspiciously located right at the apex of Lena's legs and the other was above one of her breasts, with a nipple poking out! Sammie hurriedly pulled the fabric wraps loosely back and tried in vain to stretch the plastic a bit to hide the holes. Then she started fruitlessly trying to wipe the pink exfoliant that coated Lena's torso... and even her girlfriend's face! In horror, Sammie tried to scoop as much off of Lena's cheeks and chin as she could before she pulled the heating blanket over her wrapped body.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Uhmm... Ready?" came Cindy's question.

"Y-yes.. one minute," cried Sammie as she hopped onto her table. As she laid down, she realized her body had some very suspicious spots free of pink exfoliant, particularly between her legs and on her stomach and breasts. Frantically she started smearing exfoliant over herself to try and re-cover the bare skin. Of course, Cindy and Delilah walked in just as she was rubbing exfoliant over her inner thighs and mound and Sammie had to hurriedly drop her arms to her sides. She knew by their shocked expressions that she appeared as if she had been frenziedly rubbing herself between her legs with both hands. Breathing hard as she looked down at her therapists, Sammie gave a weak smile.

"Y-yes...ready. I was j-just... Lena was hot and I tried to open some holes in her wrap... I-i... can you just rinse us so we can go?" Sammie stammered out, face flushing to almost the color of her bright pink exfoliant.
 
“Mmmph! Ohhh-f-fuck. Mmm-more!” Sammie’s dripping wet slit was doing very little to keep her very vocal prisoner from moaning and babbling her desires. Lena didn’t seem to give a damn about the fact that they were in a public place, or that their two massage therapists could come back at any moment. All she wanted to do was hear Sammie scream since her girlfriend was being far too quiet. Lena was just about to start shouting her head off, she could feel the orgasm building up in her core. Oh fuck…almost there…just a little more… Fuck if she were just free of these stupid wraps she probably would have cum already!

It was becoming a struggle to breath now that the lighter girl kept grinding her pussy into Lena’s lips and tongue. Moaning and licking while trying to force air into her lungs was becoming a difficult task; though the whole air of desperation had a rather intoxicating and dizzying effect. Sammie must be really liking it! That or her sloppy tongue work was keeping her from swallowing as much of her juices as she had last night. Lena could feel her girlfriend’s arousal dripping down her chin and cheeks, even down her neck.

Crap…this was going to be really hard to explain later.

As if on cue, there was a soft Knock. Knock. Knock at the door. Her entire muscular body stiffened as though she were going to bolt, but she had nowhere to go! She was wrapped up so tight she couldn’t move, plus Sammie was still riding her face and if she moved, she’d send them both to the floor. Startled from the sudden interruption, Lena gasped, sending a sharp breath of air into her lungs when she probably should have swallowed. She ended up sputtering and coughing on her lover’s juices, her choking noises interrupted by pitiful whines and whimpers. This wasn’t fair! She had been –right there- she just needed a little push!!

“Sammie…just…” Her brow furrowed as the gears tried to slowly turn in her head to figure out a way to cum. “Baby…please…” Lena’s very horny mind was all set to beg Sammie to just bar the damn door, let her out of this thing and fuck her silly, but as her friend hopped off of her and began to try to fix the wraps, her lust and desire quickly became replaced by fear and embarrassment. “You don’t have time to clean me up?!?!?!?” Lena hissed, wriggling around, trying to get her hands free. Oh God…she could feel Sammie’s juices all over her face. Even though her girlfriend tried her best to get rid of them all, she had missed her neck! And Lena was pretty sure Cindy would smell Sammie’s light musk all over her!

AHHH! She’s coming this way!!

“Do you feel itchy? Like you’re having an allergic reaction or anything?” Cindy looked down, a little bit concerned that Lena’s face appeared to be red around the chin and mouth. But then her eyes drifted lower to her neck where she could –definitely- see a clear glistening fluid that was not supposed to be there. Plus the area near the athlete definitely smelled like sex. “Because everything’s all natural…shouldn’t make you sick if you ate it…or perhaps just licked it up.” Oh come on, these two were such easy targets? How could Cindy –not- call them on trying to have sex in 20 minutes? They were making it very hard to be professional and not burst into a fit of giggles with their shenanigans! The blonde idly wondered if maybe the two were on their honeymoon or something and that’s why they were acting so wildly.

“I…uh…just…maybe…we should rinse it off…right now….just to be safe.” Lena’s cheeks and ears turned bright pink. Phew…well…it was good to know that there was nothing in the exfoliate that was going to make her sick. But Goddamn Sammie! She wasn’t supposed to exfoliate her face! Just ride it! Hopefully the bit of redness would go down after a couple of minutes and a good washing.

Cindy turned off the heated blanket and quickly freed her from all of the plastic and cloth layers. As she began to shiver from the loss of heat, the blonde set everything to the side so that Lena was left on a metal ‘bed’ for her washing. Oh good…Lena’s best friend during single spells was coming out: a golden detachable shower head. Before Lena could even protest that she was fully capable of washing herself, Cindy had already turned the warm water on and was rinsing all of the greenish brown mud off of Lena’s toned body. Getting washed down by someone else wasn’t bad at all...it was actually pretty relaxing. Sort of like when they wash your hair at the salon for you.

At least…it –was- relaxing, until Cindy came to the last spot that couldn’t be reached with just a jet of water: the slit of her sex and the cleft of her rear. The blonde coaxed Lena’s legs apart, splaying her out so that she could wash all those pesky hard to reach places. Those hard to reach places that included a –very- swollen clit that was throbbing and pulsing with want.

Don’t moan…don’t cum…only Sammie’s supposed to be making you do those things now, not strange blondes with shower heads that feel suspiciously like they’re on the massage setting.

Lena tried her best not to moan or whimper but it was so hard. The temperature of the water was –perfect- and stimulating every nerve that her evil little girlfriend had neglected. Oh fuck it feels almost as good as Sammie’s tongue… She felt like she was going to have a fricken aneurysm, she was putting so much pressure on her brain to just keep quiet and stop thinking about her girlfriend right now. But her stupid mind kept turning the sight of Cindy washing her into a fantasy of Sammie: that’s how desperate she was to cum, she was now having sexual hallucinations.

“Mmmph…!” Lena let out a muffled little moan. Her brow furrowed in concentration as she tried to think of anything other than jets of warm water beating down on her hypersensitive pussy and puckered ring of her rear.

“Are you alright Lena? You don’t look so good. Have a headache? Would you like me to massage your temples?” Cindy shut off the water before her poor client had a nervous break down. She actually sort of admired Lena’s self control. If she’d been in that position she would have just let herself cum already, stranger around her or not!

“Y-yeah…fine…j-just…fine. I think I’m all clean…ready for a nice relaxing dip in the hot tub!”
 
Sammie lay in red-faced silence as Delilah started to turn on the shower nozzle and get the water temperature right. She could tell her redheaded therapist was examining her body and noticing the dramatic difference in amount of exfoliant on certain parts of her torso. And in the background, Sammie could hear Cindy's innocently embarrassing questions to poor Lena. Sammie wished she could just melt into the table and disappear. If there wasn't some secret folder being kept on them by the hotel, there certainly would be after their spa treatments. Could she feel more like a shameless slut than right now? Doubtful.

"Ok Sammie, I'm going to just rinse off the exfoliant," said Delilah cheerfully, looking very professional and thankfully not commenting on the clear evidence of Sammie's wanton molestation of her cocooned friend. What kind of person does that to another girl during a spa treatment? A horrible, horny slut like me. Sammie thought there was a twinkle in her therapist's eyes as she pointed the stream of water at her chest and began to rinse her off.

To Sammie's horror, Delilah had a soft mitten on her hand again and was scrubbing off the exfoliant. Evidently that was part of the treatment or something and this time, with not as much grit and a softer mitten, she was a lot more aggressive in her touch. Especially on Sammie's aching breasts and involuntarily hard nipples. Fuck, was Delilah trying to see if she could get Sammie's nipples to explode by rubbing them? Against her will, Sammie could feel her arousal, which had briefly fled in shame and embarrassment, returning. Delilah just kept going down her body, mitten gliding over her stomach and hips. Then the stream of water hit her mound and Sammie couldn't help but give a little moan that she tried to turn into a cough.

The answer to her question about whether she could appear like a more shameless slut was answered when Delilah lifted her leg up and spread her open to point the pulsing jet of water directly at Sammie's splayed slit. The fucking nozzle had a power massage head or something and pulsing bolts of water were now pounding her clit and engorged lips. Sammie started panted and and let out a groan, "Oh god... No... I can't..." Did she really just say that? Delilah had no mercy and the mitten dived in, scrubbing her inner thighs first. The delicious friction of her pulling on the skin around her clit was bad enough, but then the redhead started swiping the mitten down Sammie's blatantly aroused slit!

"You have exfoliant everywhere!" said Delilah in mock consternation.

"Nooooo!" screamed Sammie as she lost control and batted at Delilah's wrist frantically. She was on the verge of cumming in front of her therapist and after all the teasing she didn't care about humiliating herself to avoid the greater shame of having a full blown, screamingly loud orgasm in front of everyone. Delilah took her spastic blows fairly gracefully, but the redheaded tart gave Sammie's slit one last jet of water before she continued down her legs.

Sammie had almost recovered when Delilah had her flip and she began to clean her back off. There was much more exfoliant left on her back and Sammie started to relax again at her soothing strokes. But, before Sammie could prepare herself, Delilah was spreading her ass to spray the jet of water down her crack! Why did that have to feel so good? Sammie you are horrible! And of course, the water was followed by her mittened hand that lingered way too long on her puckered hole before moving at last to the backs of her legs. By the time Delilah turned the shower nozzle off, Sammie was panting on the table in a twitching state of arousal and terror. So happy that her "relaxing" spa treatment was finally over.

"Ok ladies, we are all done. I hope you two are nicely relaxed and enjoyed your visit," said Cindy with a straight face as Sammie stared at her with wide eyes in a stunned silence. "You can use the hot tub in the women's locker room to relax as long as you want." With that, the two therapists gave little bows and turned and left.

"Oh god.. Lena" said Sammie with a whimper as she sat up and hopped to the floor. "We don't even get a private hot tub. It's the communal one in the locker room. I-i don't know if I can take it. I just don't know..."
 
Heh…relaxed. Yeah, right. –Maybe- Lena would have been able to keep calm and deal with all the touching of her intimates if Sammie didn’t keep trying to molest her in public places. Maybe then she would have been relaxed right now. But instead, the poor athlete was a trembling, nervous wreck. She was afraid to even move at the moment, for fear that just the slightest bit of friction would finally release all of the pent up sexual desire she had and she’d make a scene. Fuck she was either going to jump off of her table and take out all of her sexual frustration on Sammie or she was going to cum from just the slightest touch of her throbbing clit. So while Sammie got up off her table, Lena laid there for a minute or two longer to try to collect herself.

Just…try to think about some unsexy thoughts. Cold showers, making car payments, running marathons.

Goddamnit…why did ‘running marathons’ immediately conjure up an image of Sammie in a track uniform with her small breasts bouncing and swaying so deliciously?! Even the boring thought of having to sit at her desk balancing her checkbook and paying off her bills warped into a quick fantasy about Sammie coming over, knocking everything off the desk top and then proceed to demand that Lena eat her out. This Mistress and Pet thing needed to stop, it was starting to effect her sexual fantasies and give Sammie dominant roles in them!

“Damnit…Sammie…can we just skip the hot tub? Because I already know I’m just going to want to fuck you senseless the moment we get into the water.” The image of her being free to move in a nice hot tub with her naked girlfriend made Lena shiver. Oh she was going to do so many very naughty and inappropriate things if they ended up in the tub and there wasn’t anyone within eyesight.

Finally feeling like she wasn’t going to cum if her pussy was rubbed the wrong way, the athlete manage to sit up and then swing her legs over the edge of the table. She offered Sammie a little smile, part of her was glad to see that her lover was just as much of a nervous wreck as she was.

“And ah…maybe you shouldn’t touch me –anywhere- until we get somewhere a little more private. Because I don’t think I can take it anymore either.” She was pretty sure even just a brush of Sammie’s skin against hers was going to send her flying off the handle. She knew that she’d finally snap and probably end up pinning her much smaller girlfriend to the nearest surface and doing whatever the hell she wanted. And no amount of hair pulling, protesting, or strangers walking in on them was going to get her to stop.

So with that little implied warning that she was going to go nuts if she was touched anywhere, Lena didn’t even kiss Sammie before she started to make her way back to the locker room. –Maybe- she was a little mean as she walked away, a sexy little sway of her hips accentuating her gait as she lead the way back towards the locker room where they could either get their bikinis and go home or try to brave the hot tub and maybe get a –little- bit of relaxing in…as long as both of them could keep their hands to themselves.

“Sooo…you want to try out the hot tub? Or go back up to our room? What the hell time is it anyways?” Lena had been looking around for a clock this whole time but this place was like a damn casino! Like they wanted to keep you trapped here in a ‘relaxed’ state of mine for hours upon hours without you even noticing.
 
"Awww, Lena, while I'd love for you to fuck me senseless in the hot tub... I think we should save up for tonight," said Sammie with a wink and a coy smile.

Sammie was pleased to see that Lena seemed to be just as sexually frustrated as she was after their 'relaxing' spa treatments. Lena most likely had it worse as Sammie had fingered her love to the brink of orgasm twice today, whereas Sammie had been taken their by Lena's enthusiastic mouth only once. Well, this was her plan wasn't it? To keep Lena teased and worked up all day so her stubborn friend would be more docile when she was collared later tonight? If Sammie didn't explode from the pent up sexual energy, she was playing her hand perfectly and just needed to keep Lena in limbo a couple hours longer. But could Sammie last?

"I won't touch you if you won't touch me!" suggested Sammie, knowing Lena would be the one most hurting from that bargain.

Lena's sashaying ass as her tall girlfriend preceded Sammie out of the room caused a moment of weakness. Her lover's body was just so fucking sexy. Perhaps Sammie should suggest they just got their room and have one last round of jaw burning sex before they got into costumes for the night? Just one good cum would be so nice right now... Argh! Just a quick touch and maybe a little suckle and Sammie would be ready to explode!

No Sammie! Do not give in to Lena's seduction! Stay firm and keep her tormented until she's ready to do anything you want to finally have an orgasm... or three. Sammie set her jaw and tore her eyes away from Lena's swaying ass with all her willpower. Her friend was not going to seduce her!

"Actually... a hot tub would be nice. I kind of need to relax from that treatment and a good soak would feel awesome on my muscles!" suggested Sammie with a grin. "We have plenty of time...."

Sammie wasted no time in walking by Lena and into the hot tub room. They had a extra large, steaming hot tub set up with one way glass windows overlooking the resorts grounds and ocean. There were some towels in the room, a bubbler of cold water and a couple hooks for robes. Winking back at Lena, Sammie shrugged out of her robe while she had the door open and wiggled her butt as she entered the room. Placing the robe on a hook, she stretched her lean, nude body out as casually, yet provocatively as she could before she slowly started to enter the hot water. It did feel really good, and the tension from the treatments and soreness from last night were quickly melting away as Sammie slid all the way in.

"Come on in... you're safe, I won't tease you in here as anyone can walk in at anytime!" called out Sammie with a beckoning wave.
 
Now it was Lena’s turn to follow her best friend and try not get distracted by her cute little butt. Mmm she really did love her girlfriend’s body. Especially when it was being stretched out for her to see. It reminded her how easy it would be to pounce and nip that regal neck while her hands pawed at every bit of succulent flesh she could reach. Fuck…she was such an insanely horny animal right now. She needed to stop staring at Sammie’s naked body and look somewhere else. So her eyes traveled out the window and to the resort grounds. It was so perfectly manicured and picturesque…plus the beach itself was beautiful as always. While she loved their time on vacation, part of her was starting to grow a little homesick. She missed her own bed and blankets as well as their real lives of being educators. And it would be nice to try to be brave and hold her new girlfriend’s hand infront of friends and not just strangers.

“Hah! You won’t tease me because there’s a threat of being caught. Funny…” Lena smirked, not believing her friend for a minute. How many times had they had all out sex on a public beach already? Three or four-ish times? –Plus- there had been many frenzied, make out and fondling sessions in public that had taken place on loungers, elevators, hallways, and even a crowded dance floor! Hopefully this bad habit wouldn’t follow them home. Imagine if their students found out that Ms. Javorcek and Ms. Madison were out of control exhibitionists!

Lena shuddered a bit at the thought. Alright, the idea of having students wander in on them while they were making out between classes or during an off period seemed to chill her out of control libido right to the core. Thank goodness; she had been growing so achingly turned on that her self control was waning! Maybe now at least she could indeed handle a dip in the hot tub. So the tall athlete shouldered off her robe, and glanced down, noticing her body looking a little more toned around her abs and probably other areas she didn’t notice yet. Stupid body wraps and their skin tightening nonsense! Well…at least her skin was super soft now; and the effects were only temporary. She supposed it was a pretty decent trade off for making her body look a little more muscley and intimidating than usual. While she liked to show off her strength and loved her athletic form, she still liked the bit of feminine softness she usually had.

The athlete hung up her robe onto a hook. Then she gingerly climbed into the warm water, as faaarrr away from Sammie as she could possibly be. She sank down low enough so that she could rest the back of her head against the wall. After a little bit of wiggling about, she finally found her comfy spot, adjusting slightly so that she could fully submerge her breasts and hide the massive mounds from her girlfriend’s wanton eyes.

“Mmm…okay…maybe you’re right and the hot tub does feel pretty good on your muscles.” Lena sighed happily as she shut those hazel eyes; the warm water loosening up her body that had been way more tensed up than even she had realized. “You want to go grab a quick dinner and some drinks after this?” She could probably use a couple of shots to be perfectly honest…the looming fear that came with the thoughts of submitting herself entirely to Sammie was still in the back of her mind. Perhaps some alcohol would lower her inhibitions enough that she’d be able to willingly give up control to her feisty little girlfriend.

Orrrr that alcohol might just make her into more of a handful that needed to be punished since Lena always had been a rather giggly, horny drunk that had a hard time behaving herself.
 
Sammie smiled as Lena disrobed to join her in the hot tub. Her girlfriend was so sexy it was hard to not imagine playing with her. Especially as worked up as Sammie still was from the day's teasing. Lena had such the perfect combination of womanly curves and athletic muscles, feminine yet strong at the same time. How nice would it be to just bury her face between those mounds that jiggled in the hot tub as Lena settled in. Yummy.

Her imagination started to spin as she eyed Lena's breasts. She would look so good in her little bondage outfit tonight with those mounds proudly bared. Perhaps Sammie should put some black tape on them to tease and titillate the other women? Seeing Lena's breasts like that, almost fully naked except for the most sensitive parts would drive any lesbian crazy with lust to see more. And the tape might be very fun to pull off slowly, with her teeth.

Fuck she hoped Lena would play along tonight. While the sexual anticipation was driving her crazy, another more emotional part was longing for the trust and intimacy Lena's submission would demonstrate. As horny and often lacking in impulse control as Sammie was, Lena had to know that her girlfriend loved her and wouldn't ever really hurt her. Well, technically she didn't know that she loved her yet. But maybe she could guess from Sammie's numerous verbal blunders. Anyway, to do what Sammie asked to do tonight was a level of commitment to pleasing her partner that took Sammie's breath away. Sure, Sammie had her own dues to pay later in the night, but at least that was in private! Of course, that meant that Lena might be even more unafraid to really exploit the advantage she would hold. Oh God.

"What was that?" asked Sammie as she blinked to clear her daydreaming mind. Had Lena just caught her ogling her breasts? Well, what did she expect by showing them to Sammie! A small frown pursed her lips and she eyed Lena as she sat across the tub. "Oh yes, dinner and some alcohol sounds great... wait... why are you sitting so far away?"

A naughty grin appeared on Sammie's face as she extended her legs. Her toes touched Lena's calf and she slid her foot up slowly underwater. Past her girlfriend's knee and then down her inner thigh heading to the spot that had been tempting Sammie all day and she knew was in sore need of relief.

"Are you scared of me?" asked Sammie with a playful pout. "I don't bite... well maybe just a little. And only when you deserve it!" Her foot slid home, toes brushing through Lena's slit ever so lightly.

"You know I only tease you because I love you," she said playfully, and then suddenly blushed at her own words. Shit! There you go again saying that word again. Fu-uuuuuck. It was out there now! "I mean I think you are sexy. Oh, you know what I mean. I do love you. Don't think I'm all psycho, I just... we've been best friends for so long." She gave Lena a worried look, face turning red. She'd made a mess of everything, again!
 
“I’m not scared…I just…want to be safe…” Oh no…there’s that mischievous grin. Lena’s breathing began to come out in quick little pants and her brow furrowed into a worried looking expression as she felt Sammie’s leg brush against her sculpted calf. How much self control did her new girlfriend think she had?!?! There was only so much teasing a woman could take before she totally lost it and just pounced on the next hot body she saw. Her ability to control her carnal desires was waning. Even the knowledge that they were in this public place where anyone could walk in on them didn't seem to help deter her growing arousal; just that little bit of electric touch of Sammie's foot was enough to drive her crazy.

“S-Sammie…don’t…I can’t…” Lena whimpered out her warning as her friend’s toes brushed against her sex. Oh God, she had been so sure that she had stamped out that fire between her legs! But now her lust was blazing hot again. Lena squirmed, thighs clamping down around Sammie’s leg to keep her in place and stop that fondling foot for wreaking anymore havoc with the poor athlete’s hypersensitive nerves. All she wanted was to cum, but now she was growing more and more certain that some stupid twist of fate would wrench yet another orgasm from her grasp. Lena was pretty certain one more denied orgasm was going to kill her.

While her friend’s playful little proclamation of love hadn’t phased the athlete one bit since she had more pressing matters of lust to deal with, her friend’s embarrassed reaction to her own words did. Seeing Sammie blush and get so flustered was like dumping a bucket of cold water onto her. Lena so easily switched gears when it was required of her; just sort of came with the teaching territory: the ability to adapt to a new situation. She soon forgot how desperately horny she was and became focused on the worried look on her friend’s face.

“Hey it’s okay… Sammie, it’s fine. You’re right, we have been best friends for soooo long. And I know you don’t mean it like a psycho girlfriend…you just mean it like we’re just friends still. It’s okay, it’s just a habit, I get it. I love you too.” Lena offered her friend a n understanding smile. Not even for a moment did she guess that Sammie might actually have meant ‘love’ in a romantic way rather than a platonic one. Surely exchanging ‘I love you’s was just a habit they had developed from their extensive friendship!

Granted…Lena really had already fallen in love with Sammie in a very romantic sense. She wouldn’t have agreed to this whole night of humiliation and bondage if she didn’t trust her friend –and- love her so much that it was hard to ignore. But if anyone asked about her blossoming feelings, she’d deny her love vehemently. Lena didn’t want to seem like the stereotypical overeager new lesbian that just said ‘I love you’ and wanted to move in together right away! That would certainly scare Sammie off and she didn’t want that at all.

“It’s okay sweetie…nothing to be worried or embarrassed about.” Lena drifted over to Sammie’s side of the hot tub when the other girl’s blush didn’t go away. The taller woman gently coaxed her friend to sit in her lap and relax. Those strong arms moved to wrap about Sammie’s narrow waist, holding her girlfriend in a very reassuring and protective manner. “I really like you Sammie…don’t worry, you’re not going to scare me away.”
 
Sammie's latest verbal blunder couldn't have come at a worse time! She had been primed to use her surprisingly dextrous toes to tease Lena yet again, using the public hot tub to fend off any aggressive advances by her bigger girlfriend, and was looking forward to having Lena panting and begging for more again. But, that damn L word had slipped out and it wasn't the good L word, at least good right now. If Sammie wasn't so hypersensitive on the multiple levels of meaning in it, she probably could have played it cool and breezed by the slip, but no, she'd gone and stuck her foot in her mouth trying to explain. It sure felt like her foot and maybe her ankle was in there as well now!

Even worse, Lena's soothing response only made Sammie feel even worse. While Sammie kept a weak smile on her face, her insides churned and she felt her heart beat rapidly. What did she expect? That Lena would scream back 'Don't worry, I love you as well!' and they'd have a glorious, fantastic kiss in the hot tub while fireworks exploded around them? Well, yes that would be nice, but that wasn't realistic, especially after the way Sammie had tried to downplay the whole thing. And you couldn't have fireworks indoors. Lena's response was the right one, but it made Sammie feel suddenly deflated all the same. Being told someone really, really liked you felt very middle school when you secretly loved them. Argh, all this dating stuff with a new partner brought back awkward memories. Perhaps it would never feel more mature than when Sammie had been a kid fumbling around and clueless. Crossing those seemingly vast ravines to reach mutual liking and then mutual love always seemed too daunting and full of pitfalls and vulnerable barings of your heart. Would it ever be easier? Could she just say what she felt and not be petrified her partner would run screaming away or laugh at her?

Lena's strong arms wrapping around her felt great, however, and Sammie willed her runaway mind to refocus on the big, hazel orbs of her new girlfriend and long-time best friend. She leaned into her lover's embrace and nuzzled her head into Lena's neck with a soft sigh and an embarrassed chuckle.

"I really, really like you as well," Sammie replied, thankful she didn't have to look Lena in the eyes as she said it. Lena knew her too well and would see the irony that flashed in her eyes despite her efforts to keep her tone enthusiastic. Even better, looking down meant Sammie got an eyeful of Lena's luscious breasts and without even thinking she had her hands on one of them as she cuddled in tight with her bigger girlfriend. "And I think we should probably leave her before we do anything more embarrassing!"

As if on cue, the hot tub room's door opened and Delilah was standing there showing another client the facility. The redhead's eyes widened and a wry smile appeared on her face as she found the two girls wrapped up tightly with Sammie fondling Lena's breasts. The other client, no doubt a lesbian herself, gave an audible snicker as they made a show of quickly shutting the door and apologizing.

"Ok, seriously, we should leave before we are put on some hotel list for real as exhibitionist pervert couple. They may refuse to send maids to our room soon if this keeps up!" joked Sammie as she reluctantly disentangled herself from Lena and climbed out of the hot tub. The soak did help and she felt more physically relaxed than even after their 'treatments.' Her slender body was flush from the hot water and steaming slightly as she started to wrap the robe around herself. "Let's go go dinner and alcohol. What I need right now, more than anything, is alcohol!"
 
“Mmmm…” Lena sighed happily and relaxed as Sammie nuzzled her head into her neck. Feeling her slightly neurotic friend calm down of course made Lena’s stress melt away and she could finally start to enjoy the hot tub. This was nice: no sexual teasing, no complicated talks about emotions, just her and her girlfriend taking a time out and cuddling in a hot tub. Just the feel of Sammie’s lithe body pressed so intimately against her own was enough to lure the athlete into a false sense of security.

“S-sammie!” Lena gasped her friend’s hands found her incredibly sensitive breasts and still taunt nipples. Fuck…it wasn’t going to take much to get her going was it now? Just that little bit of fondling was enough to send a fresh sensation of heat and tingling between her legs. Lena practically pounced ontop of her girlfriend, hands flying to her rear and lips moving so close that all she had to do was tilt her head to the side in order to be able to connect. Hah! What were the odds that they’d be caught doing something embarrassing yet –again-? No one had been by in awhile, they hadn’t seen anyone in the hallways or anything. They should be safe to do some very dirty things now that the two massage therapists weren’t on patrol.

Creeeeek… Huh…so apparently the odds that someone was going to walk in on them again were very high.

The sound of squeaky hinges and a fresh breeze as the door to the hot tub room opened caused Lena to freeze. Though she should have probably picked a better position to freeze in rather than one that involved her arms obviously leading down to naughty hands. Said hands were grasping onto Sammie’s rear a little bit harder in her terror. Great…add one more compromising position to the very long list of ones that they had been found in since their stay at the hotel. At least this one was fairly tame in comparison.

Her cheeks turned bright red and she couldn’t manage to look over towards the door. But she heard two voices: Delilah’s slightly familiar one and a new one that belonged to some strange woman. Damnit! –More- new people were seeing her naked with her girlfriend fondling her intimates?! They both probably looked like the horniest perverts on the resort. It was a relief to hear the quick apologies and the shutting of the door.

“Heh yeah…we should go. We wouldn’t want to be stuck on a file somew-. Wait what? Dinner? Not the bedroom?!?!” How could Sammie even –think- of food at a time like this?!?!?! Lena was usually really good at controlling her sexual urges. Her conservative nature made it easy for her to keep everything bottled up and then releasing it behind closed doors where she could be her slightly nymphomaniac self. But right now all those sexual urges were threatening to spill out in the public eye unless they were taken care of sometime soon.

Sammie was already out of the hot tub and wrapping herself up in a towel; it appeared that there weren’t going to be anymore chances for her to ravish her girlfriend…at least not now. Damnit! She’d have to try even –harder- to behave if her girlfriend wanted to go out for drinks. With a noise that was somewhere between a whine and a groan, Lena moved to climb out of the hot tub as well. She dried herself off and was careful to barely touch her nipples or her sex…too much stimulation and she was going to end up begging for Sammie to just hurry up and finish her off. Lena would like to go out in a more dignified way than in a locker room. So with as much poise and grace as she could muster, she shoved down the sexual tension and made her way to their locker. Back into her bikini and sarong she went, breathing a sigh of relief that she was now covered and safe from Sammie’s advances.

Once her girlfriend was also dressed and ready to go, they headed out of the spa, hand in hand, and made their way back towards the hotel. Knowing that once they made it to the bedroom, they’d never make it back out, they headed straight for the restaurant.
 
"Do you want some more wine?" asked Sammie, an innocent expression on her face. She flicked her dark brown hair back casually; it was sorely in need of a wash before the party tonight and kept hanging limply over her eyes. "Or perhaps another gin and tonic?"

They'd almost finished their dinner at the outdoor restaurant by the pool deck. It was casual place that let them eat in their bathing suits and wraps without having to go upstairs to change. Lena had been a little miffed about them not finally have some alone time, but Sammie has summoned all her willpower to keep Lena as hungry for release as possible before their play tonight. Hungry and willing to do anything to get it.

To keep the pressure on, Sammie had tried to be a touch cuter tonight in her mannerisms and much more affectionate than she had been even already. There were certain expressions she could tell Lena liked, the way she batted her eyes and smirked at a funny joke, her giggling blush, or how she pursed her lips and arched an eyebrow when she was making a sarcastic comment, that Sammie emphasized a bit more. And any opportunity she could, Sammie made sure to touch Lena and give her small kisses, or lingering long ones. Hands gliding over her girlfriend's hips and ass, sliding down her arms, rubbing her neck, face nuzzling into her neck, and even 'accidentally' brushing against her full breasts.

Then there was the alcohol. Plying Lena with drinks was fairly easy they both were eager to get a little buzz before what could be embarrassing sexual play for both of them. A cocktail before dinner, splitting a bottle of wine, and now, maybe another one for good measure. Lena certainly looked happy and relaxed. Sammie hoped she'd done enough and that Lena was horny, eager for release, drunk enough to lose her inhibitions and feeling a warm glow of affection for her new girlfriend that would let her trust her to do anything she wanted.

"Maybe one last drink and then we'll go up. It's time to get you dressed and ready for the party!" said Sammie with a coy smile. She'd have to be very careful in the bedroom. Lena would have to be supervised in the shower knowing her proclivity for using the shower head for other purposes. And she'd have to make sure that her lover didn't tempt her into breaking down for some steamy sex before she had her collared and ready to be shown off at the party. It would be a critical phase and Sammie would have to tread carefully. "I'm so excited for tonight!"
 
Lena shook her head a bit at the offer for more wine, a silly little drunken smile tugging at her lips. Hehe…Sammie was super cute right now. And Lena was getting super drunk to boot! Hah! Wine always went straight to the athlete’s head. At least Sammie had been fairly tame with their drink choices…otherwise things could have gone really, really bad right now. Shots would have caused Lena to black out (and who the hell would’ve known what ridiculous things Sammie may have put her through then!). And a diet of nothing but cocktails would have made the athlete a stumbling handful to deal with. At least once the headiness of the wine left her, the gin coursing through her veins would make sure that she was still pleasantly tipsy.

Part of her –knew- that Sammie was adjusting her mannerisms on purpose. She was pulling out every stupid little trick in the book: batting her eyelashes to look oh so innocent and feminine, playing with her hair, even trying to make ‘accidental’ skin contact! And those cute little coy smiles that made her whole face light up and her blue eyes shine brighter.... it all just made Lena feel like a lovestruck teenager. Plus the sweet little kisses and much longer ones just made her heart pound a little faster. “Mmm…” Lena purred happily as Sammie released her from another slow lip lock. “I lo-ve it when you kiss me”. Lena tripped over the word ‘love’ for a moment as her mind quickly adjusted ‘I love you’ into a sentence that way less awkward.

Stupid alcohol and your stupid tricks! It wasn’t going to work tonight! Lena was –not- going to accidentally say ‘I love you’ and look like a crazy new lesbian girlfriend.

If Sammie were built a little more sturdily, Lena surely would have crawled into her friend’s lap by now and dragged her into a long, sloppy make out session in the middle of a crowded restaurant. All these little teasing kisses and touches that kept ‘accidentally’ landing on her breasts were killing her and she –really- wanted something more right now. But as it was, her lithe friend was small enough so that the taller athlete didn’t want to squish her. Plus Lena was a little unsure of the state of her equilibrium right now, knowing her luck she’d probably end up on the floor if she tried any extreme moves right now.

“Mhmm…one more drink. Last one!” Lena chirped cheerily. Anymore alcohol after that final one and they’d probably never make it to the party tonight. Lena would just end up pinning Sammie to the next horizontal surface she found and doing whatever the hell her drunken fingers and tongue could manage…and then probably pass out for a nice long nap before her girlfriend could reciprocate. “Promise I can handle another one.” She added after Sammie shot her a questioning look. Yes, Lena was the giggly, horny/handsy drunk. But she knew her limits, one more G&T would surely put her on that nice little boundary between tipsy and drunk and keep her from freaking out once Sammie had a collar around her neck.

Once they finished dinner and their final cocktails, both girls headed back towards the hotel so that they could ready. Lena was swaying slightly and had that look in her eyes that said that she was ready to get into their usual shenanigans in the elevator, but it seemed as though fate was conspiring against her! They ended up climbing into an elevator that was half full of women who were no doubt heading to their rooms to get ready for the party. The couples were already paired off, most of them looking a little inebriated as well. Heh...it seemed as though bondage was a little scary for everyone.

The curly haired brunette had to behave all the way to their hotel room…though once the door had shut she had managed to rope Sammie into her arms. A naughty little grin lit up Lena's face as she leaned down, capturing her girlfriend's soft lips in a deep, heated kiss. She couldn't take it anymore, she wanted to fuck Sammie and she wanted to fuck her -now-. Not stopping to properly regain her breath, her head ducked down to nibble and kiss at her girlfriend’s delicate neck. Naughty hands wandered down Sammie's body and straight to her cute little rear to grab and fondle.
 
Ok, mission accomplished. Lena seemed pleasantly buzzed, but not falling over. She certainly was her normal, handsy and affectionate drunk, so Sammie's non-stop flirting and tempting was working. All Sammie had to do now was get her into the room and then the fun could start! Of course, Lena was pretty damn sexy and it took a lot of effort for Sammie to deflect her friend's advances as they exited the restaurant. She suspected that, with very little prompting, she could convince Lena to have sex on the dimly lit pool deck in full view of the restaurant! The girl was that horny and drunk! Thankfully, the elevator was crowded so there wasn't any of their usual shenanigans and Sammie couldn't open the door to their room fast enough.

Suddenly, strong arms surrounded her and then Lena was kissing her! Hungry, urgent and needy kisses. Kisses that said "I want to fuck you right now" and were followed by a firm set of hands squeezing Sammie's ass. Ass squeezes that said "Ride my mouth and cum!" Sammie's body responded involuntarily. After all, the day of teasing had been self-torture for Sammie as well and the wine and flirting during dinner had definitely stirred Sammie's own lusts to a fever pitch. Her hands slid up Lena's sculpted stomach, the fabric of her wrap bunching up as they latched onto Lena's breasts. Her taller girlfriend was nuzzling Sammie's neck and it felt so good. Fuck, maybe one quick fuck before they did the whole bondage thing. One fast orgasm to take the edge off...

NO! Snap out of it Sammie! You have to keep Lena horny! It's your only chance of getting your stubborn girlfriend to actually submit in public. An orgasm is your only carrot and you don't want to give it Lena before she's earned it!

"N-no... no..NO!" cried Sammie. With a groan of agony, Sammie slid her hands up to Lena's shoulders and pushed her bigger lover away. Although skinny, Sammie was an athlete herself and her wiry frame had a surprising amount of strength. With Lena safely at arms length, Sammie gave her a cross expression, hoping she looked mean and intimidating and not like a cute puppy dog trying to act tough.

"You are being naughty!" said Sammie, a crooked smirk appearing on her face as she wagged a finger at Lena like she might scold a disruptive student in class. She knew how to handle disobeying students in her classroom and she steeled herself to give Lena the same disapproving glare. "We have an agreement... and it starts now. Until we go back to the room after the party, you are mine! And that means no orgasms for either of us until I decide."

She stared warily at her drunken lover, knowing that Lena was dangerously drunk and horny enough that she might decide to just blow up the whole agreement. Perhaps her friend needed some encouragement... a reminder. Sammie stepped one foot forward and ran her fingers up Lena's arm to cup her girlfriend's cheek.

"You do want me to call you Mistress later... and do anything you want? Don't you?" Sammie purred out, her eyes batting and her sultriest smile appearing on her face. Her fingertips ran over Lena's lips lightly, the tip of one flirting with entering her friend's mouth. "Well, your side of the bargain starts now. So strip down so I can get you cleaned up and dressed. Oh, and you should start calling me Mistress now so you are used to it when we go downstairs. I don't want you forgetting in public, it would mean all kinds of embarrassing discipline for you! I can't let the other dommes think I'm a soft Mistress."

Sammie winked and pulled her wrap off, arching her lean body as she tugged it over her head. Reaching behind her, she started to untie her bikini top as she turned to walk into the bathroom. Wiggling her ass a tad more than normal, she glanced over her shoulder at Lena and said:

"Come pet, don't dawdle. I don't want to have to spank you already!"
 
Yes! Yes! Sammie was reciprocating!! That meant she wouldn’t have to wait for who knows how many more hours of sexless torture before she could -finally- get her new girlfriend out of that bikini and wrap. She had never wanted someone else naked in the room with her so badly before in her entire life! Now her friend’s hands were drifting up her stomach, inching their way closer and closer to the sporty bikini top that was far too confining for those massive mounds. Her nipples hardened in anticipation; her muscled body already conditioned to respond with nothing but arousal when greeted with Sammie’s delicate touch.

The pads of Lena’s fingers were dancing down the soft flesh of Sammie’s lower back and towards the band of her bikini bottom; the athlete’s hands were poised to wriggle their way under the elastic and actually cup the firm mounds of her rear. Oh this was going to be fantastic! After an entire day of sexual teasing and humiliation from a parade of people walking in on them; sex in a place where –no one- would bother them for the next few hours sounded amazing!

…But then the word ‘NO!’ reared it’s ugly head and Lena froze. ‘No means no’ was a common phrase every woman used; and of course when that word was used on her, she stopped dead in her tracks, afraid she had somehow made Sammie uncomfortable.

However, her friend didn’t look too perturbed about Lena’s handsyness. If anything she looked rather determined, and as though she were a woman on a mission with her set jaw, hardened eyes and flexing muscles. Hehehe…Sammie has drunk muscles! Lena let out an involuntary snicker in response to the thought in her head and was about to open her mouth to make some wise ass remark to her friend about her newfound strength, but the gaze that was shot at her told her it would probably be a better idea if she just kept her big mouth shut.

Damnit, she felt like a 16 year old getting reprimanded for being a wise ass during class!

“I’m not being naughty…” Lena pouted, her voice sounding indignant. Everyone still had their clothes on! What was the big deal? She hadn’t even gotten to the good stuff yet! Nothing had even properly been fondled! If she were been being naughty, Sammie’s bathing suit bottom would already be on the floor, replaced by Lena’s head and eager mouth between her friend's legs, frantically licking at Sammie's surely glistening slit in the middle of their hotel room. The bed was too far away, Lena was ready to get things going right here right now!

Agreement, schmagreement! Wasn’t the point of this whole night of bondage to eventually orgasm anyways? Why did they have to waaiiitttt? She was horny nooowwww!!! Apparently sensing that Lena was about to finally break from the sexual tension, Sammie dangled that stupid carrot infront of her face again. They had to wait because Lena –really- did want to dominate Sammie and have her way. That wasn’t possible unless she had Sammie’s naughty hands securely bound behind her back and far away from sex toy weapons. Unfortunately, her friend wouldn’t submit to such treatment unless Lena could demonstrate that it wasn’t so bad. She -had- to behave. She had to be a good girl and set a good example so that when the roles were reversed later tonight, her impulsive new Sub wouldn't put up too much of a fight.

“Fine…” Lena grumbled, trying to shield herself from Sammie’s purr coated words, come hither blue eyes, and pink pouty lips that would feel –amazing- wrapped around Lena’s clit, or even one of her nipples, with a little bit of irritation. It wasn’t hard to muster up some grumpiness: sexual frustration usually did such things to a girl. Though, even that little bit of aggravation didn’t last very long as her friend arched her back in such a sexual way. Lena’s drunken, horny mind immediately rearranged the sight so that she could imagine Sammie laying down on the bed with her back arched in pleasure. Yes that was better! She could so clearly see her best friend sprawled on the bed in her mind’s eye; with her head thrown back in a loud moan of ecstasy, back arched, toes curled, thighs trembling…

Hmm? Did Sammie say something?

“I’m not going to forget…Mistress. Though if Mistress keeps wiggling her ass I’m going to have to whack it since she’s making it such a hard to ignore target.” While her tone didn’t particularly scream ‘I’m a well behaved pet!’, she got an A for effort, right? Despite her sarcasm, she did obey. If nothing else, a shower actually sounded really good about now. Lena was pretty sure there was still clay from the spa in places where it shouldn’t be. So she tore off the top; her already firm nipples now hardened into pebbles as the heat dissipated from her skin. She undid her sarong and tugged the strings of her bikini bottoms so that limp piece of fabric fell to the floor. A shiver ran up her body, goosebumps springing up along her toned arms. Her poor, neglected sex was wet and now as air hit the slickness that coated her bare slit, it made Lena tremble just a little bit.

“I’m already for a shower, Mistress.” The brunette said as she followed her smaller friend into the bathroom. She hoped Sammie got her into a warm shower soon! She was freezing!
 
Sammie had already started the shower and was getting the temperature right when Lena entered. Hearing Lena call her Mistress brought a smile to her face and she glanced at her sharply. Perhaps her stubborn friend was learning and was going to play along? As much as some punishment would be fun, Sammie was dreading having to spank a drunken and giggling Lena all night until her arm was too tired to move! Her curly haired girlfriend seemed to be teetering on that edge of drunkenness and horniness where she had enough control to keep it together and hold out to get the release she was clearly craving.

"You are a filthy little pet," Sammie said as she turned and sized up her naked lover. Lena's large breasts, of course, drew her eyes first, but she let her gaze linger on her toned and athletic body as she inspected her critically. Fuck, she was hot! The sculpted abs, strong arms and finally her curious face that was framed so perfectly in her unruly halo of curly brown hair. A little huskiness crept into Sammie's voice when she spoke again. "Filthy, filthy, filthy. In every way."

"Hands at your sides," commanded Sammie with a coy smile, now enjoying playing out the Mistress role and feeling a little surge of heat at seeing Lena so obedient and apparently eager to please. Sammie really didn't know too much about being a dominatrix, but she'd read the typical books and seen some porn. Just enough to be dangerous. She just had to force herself to keep a straight face and pretend she was acting out a very rewarding role! And the sense of power she was getting was definitely intoxicating. How far could she go? Sidling close to her girlfriend, Sammie slipped one solitary finger between her thighs and dragged it up to explore her friend's slit. "Just as I thought. You are wet already. Your mind is just as filthy as your body!"

Bringing the glistening fingertip to her lips, Sammie sucked on it seductively, hollowing her cheeks as she slid it in and out of her full lips. Her other hand reached out to catch one of Lena's nipples, both of which were hardening already in the cool of the air conditioned room. Rolling that nub, she smiled and slid the finger out of her mouth with an exaggerated smack of her lips.

"Mhmm. Yummy. Well, if you are a good pet, I may reward you with a cum," Sammie said, giving Lena a smile like she might a cute kitten offered a treat. "But first I need you showered and cleaned before we get you all dressed up. And I don't need you begging to cum right now, so I've made your shower a little cool to calm you down. Now get in and start scrubbing! I'm sure you'll want to do it fast!"

Sammie gave Lena an encouraging slap on the ass as she moved behind her. The water was definitely cool, bordering on cold. Not enough that Lena couldn't acclimate, but it would be a shock getting in. Hopefully it would chill Lena's arousal just enough to make it through getting her dressed and applying make-up. She didn't want her new pet so turned on that she'd be handsy again! Sammie didn't have the time to punish her all night, they had a party to make!
 
Lena knew next to nothing when it came to BDSM. Well…that was a lie. She had written a paper about the effects of pain and bondage on the body and mind during sex for her Human Sexuality class in college, but that was about it. The physiological and emotional aspects of the act weren’t particularly helpful when all the intricacies of actually –performing- scenes were not yet known to her. But she was willing to learn! And was a quick study. So perhaps it was best that Sammie, who seemed to be better versed in the subject matter than she was, would be the first one to play dominatrix tonight. It gave Lena a chance to learn and get ideas.

…Though right now she was learning that the dialogue used in bondage plays was silly. A grin tugged at the corners of her mouth and she looked as though she wanted to burst into a fit of giggles at her new title of ‘filthy little pet’.

When Sammie ordered her to stand with her hands at her sides, Lena adjusted her posture a bit so that she was standing as requested. Her girlfriend had the same sort of strict, teacher-tone in her voice that left no room for argument that Lena herself had. So of course, Lena obeyed whenever that tone was used. Though right now, she didn’t hold perfectly still. Instead she squirmed just the slightest bit. Sammie’s gaze was different…judgmental almost; as though she were sizing up a prized animal instead of her beloved Lena.

“Mmmm…S-sammie…” Lena murmured something between a warning and a moan as delicate fingers slid up her wet and needy slit.. Her self-control truly was wavering and if her girlfriend wasn’t careful with those teasing fingers, Lena was going to pin her up against the wall and see how much Sammie liked being brought to the edge of orgasm and not allowed to cum for almost 8 hours! The brunette whimpered softly at the highly erotic sight of Sammie suckling her finger clean. The other girl seemed to enjoy Lena’s taste so much; it just got the athlete all the wetter. It was a massive turn on for Sammie to approve of such an intimate facet of Lena’s being.

When ordered to hop into the shower so that she could get dressed and ready, Lena merely nodded and moved forward. “Ack! Hey!” The athlete tossed Sammie a pouty look over her shoulder after her defenseless rear had been smacked. Staying in this whole ‘Pet’ character was turning out to be much harder than she anticipated! Oh well, perhaps a nice warm shower would make her feel better. It was strange though…the shower was on but there was no steam…hmm...

“Gyah!!!” Lena yelped as she ducked under the water and got hit with a blast of chilly liquid. It was like hopping into the shower after one of her siblings had said there was ‘plenty of hot water left.’ Lies! Lena was in a shower full of lies and cold! “Sammie!” the tall athlete shrieked as her body temperature dropped about ten degrees. Sammie could punish her all she wanted, it wasn’t going to stop Lena from using her name every time she was mean!

It’s just a character…like a game. Just play Sammie’s stupid little game…and then beat her at it. Yeah, this was like a game! A game where Lena was spotting Sammie points, giving her the lead. Now all she had to do was figure out how she could work their play into something she had more control over and came out ontop. So Lena scrubbed her body as quickly as she could. It probably wasn’t as sexy of a show as Sammie would have liked, but now that the cool water had sobered up the athlete, she wanted to get the hell out of the shower! Ten minutes was all it took for Lena to be completely shampooed, conditioned, soaped and shaven. Even when she was done, she didn’t get out of the shower. Part of her knew that this whole psychological battle of wills that came with the Mistress/Pet power dynamic was about her attempting to be more submissive and ask for things like permission in order to appear weak.

“May I get out of the shower now Mistress? I’m all clean…” Lena asked as politely as possible and tried to keep her teeth from chattering as she stood there, naked, wet, and with nipples that were so hard and sensitive that she couldn’t handle the pressure of the water beating against them anymore! Hazel eyes were watching Sammie with a curious and questioning look. Lena didn't quite understand all the rules. Could she just leave the shower of her own free will now that she was clean? Was she allowed to touch her Mistress? Could she sneak kisses and hugs anymore now that they were assuming personas that weren't their true ones?

Being a sub was a lot harder than she thought it was going to be!
 
Sammie did her best to keep a stern expression on her face as Lena entered the shower, although her girlfriend's reaction to the cold water forced a smirk to creep out. After making sure Lena was diligently scrubbing herself, and not touching herself, Sammie decided to leave the bathroom for a couple minutes. The cold water was hopefully enough to cool Lena's horniness so that she wouldn't try to sneak a rub in while Sammie wasn't watching her.

"Ok pet, I'm going to lay out our clothes. Make sure you are squeaky clean!" ordered Sammie, letting her eyes go up and down Lena's long and sexy body one last time. In the bedroom, Sammie put out both their fetish costumes, stockings and all. She placed the collar on Lena's outfit and picked some high, black heels out for both of them to wear. Satisfied that Lena would get a nice visual impact when she entered the room of the ridiculously skimpy outfit she had agreed to wear, Sammie headed back into the shower to check in on her often stubborn new sub.

She couldn't fault Lena for her manners when she asked if she could get out of the shower and felt another little thrill at the feeling she got from having Lena be so obedient and polite. It was kind of hot actually! Sammie still wasn't sure if she could keep up the act all night, but it was going to be fun trying! Turning the shower up to a nice, hot temperature for herself, she let Lena enjoy the sudden warmth as Sammie slipped in beside her.

"No pet, you aren't done yet. You have to wash your Mistress now," ordered Sammie as she moved her body and head under the warm stream of water. "I give you permission to touch me, but not too much teasing or you'll be in trouble. Start with a shampooing my hair and then you can wash my body."

Sammie turned and leaned her head back towards Lena, closing her eyes to enjoy the head rub she was expecting. This was going to be better than any spa treatment and she had a shiver of anticipation at imagining Lena's strong hands caressing her body every as she pampered her mistress!
 
Lena had been hunched over slightly, arms crossed over her chest as she tried to retain the body heat that the stupid cold water just kept washing away. She looked smaller, less threatening…almost like a trembling little bunny rabbit hiding in the corner of the shower. But once the temperature changed and her fingers and toes regained feeling, she stood up nice and tall once more; looking more like her sexy, predatorial self again. Amazing what a different environment can do to a person!

Pffft…’too much teasing and she’d be in trouble’. Hah! Like she was afraid of those silly little noodles that Sammie called arms! Lena was fairly certain that a stern spanking would probably cause more pain to her girlfriend’s hand than it would to her own toned rear. And part of her wanted to push Sammie’s buttons to see just how punishments were going to work. But perhaps there would be time to figure that out downstairs…of course they’d never even make it downstairs if Lena decided to push boundaries in their room.

So she was a good little pet, for now, and grabbed the shampoo as ordered. After getting a nice lather going in Sammie’s long brown hair, she used her nails to lightly work the suds all the way down to the roots in her girlfriend’s scalp. Strong hands massaged, rubbed, and scritched her lover’s head until finally Lena was satisfied that her hair was perfectly clean. “Your hair is all set, Mistress.” After Sammie rinsed out the shampoo, Lena grabbed the conditioner. She carefully combed the slippery liquid through Sammie’s locks so that it could stay in her hair for awhile while Lena worked on her body.

With the white bar of soap in hand, the athlete’s strong digits began to work the powdery smelling suds into Sammie’s smooth skin. She worked over the muscles in her girlfriend’s back and shoulders, rubbing and massaging to help her relax. Lena even went so far as to kneel down so that she could wash Sammie’s long legs and even her feet. Now that the less erogenous areas of her friend’s body were taken care of, Lena could start ‘cleaning’ the more sensitive parts. Rather than pull Sammie towards her as she usually did, Lena moved herself forward, pressing her body lightly against her girlfriend’s clean back. Her arms snaked around the other girl as she slickened up her Mistress’ torso. She was careful not to tease her breasts –too- much, but she still had to make sure her nipples were clean! That involved a little bit of rolling the nubs around between two slippery fingers for a moment or two. Then her hands worked lower, tracing along Sammie’s ribs and towards her flat stomach, playing along the flesh on Lena’s way down to her lover’s pelvis.

Under the guise of being a very efficient new pet, Lena decided that it would be a good idea to wash her Mistress’ sex and rear at the same time! She got both hands nice and soapy before working her palms all over Sammie’s mound and cute little butt cheeks. Once the exterior portion was clean, Lena of course had to work on the more interior bits. She could feel a little bit of left over arousal between the lips of Sammie’s slit. It took a couple of passes before she had every drop of her Mistress’ juices washed off. Her fingers had to carefully slide up and down the length of her sex, smearing soap all over the pink folds and then spreading them apart so that the warm water could rinse off the lather. While her one hand worked Sammie’s front, the other hand was working her back. Lena’s fingers were now working their way through the cleft of Sammie’s ass, washing along the walls before they finally delved in a tiny bit deeper so that they could play along her puckered ring of muscle. Although she didn’t really push a finger –inside- her Mistress’ rear, she applied enough force so that it probably felt as though she were about to at any moment.

“Are you clean enough Mistress? Or should I keep washing you?” Lena had leaned forward and was murmuring her words softly into Sammie’s ear. Her breasts were now firmly pressed into her girlfriend’s slender back and the taller girl was hoping that her girlfriend would break character so that she could take full of advantage of her Sammie.
 
It had started so well with that luxurious scalp massage. Sammie loved having her head rubbed and she was soon in a relaxed state of bliss. BDSM roleplay wasn't in her thoughts, nothing was in fact, except Lena's strong fingers on her head and the warm water of the shower. Then the washing had continued and Sammie had a little time to recover and remember that she was supposed to deny Lena, and really herself, an orgasm until later. To show she was in charge. The back was fine, relaxing and soothing, but once Lena shifted to her front, Sammie knew she was in trouble!

Ok, this idea was a huge mistake!

It took all of the slender brunette's willpower to not shamelessly moan as Lena rubbed her breasts. Worsening the situation, Sammie was all too aware of Lena's soft mounds pressing lightly against her back. A constant and not so subtle reminder of what she could have if she wanted. When her girlfriend teased her nipples, getting them 'squeaky' clean with an innovative fingertip polishing technique, Sammie did in fact gasp. Hopefully the shower hid her reaction, but her body still trembled slightly as Lena's hands glided lower to do her stomach and lower abs. So close to... oh god, how was she going to resist her?

Lena took a little extra time soaping up her hands during which Sammie steeled herself like a convict facing a firing squad. She could do this. Don't let Lena think she can top from the bottom and tempt her. Then Lena's hands appeared, one on her stomach and the other on her lower back. Lena was not shy about cleaning Sammie everywhere and the brunette found herself widening her stance in the shower to permit better access as both hands slid down at once. Oh god, Lena was such a bitch! One hand at a time Sammie could handle, but both together and on her pussy and ass at the same time? Fuck, she shouldn't have shown Lena how hot a little butt play could make her. Kinks could be exploited all too easily by her girlfriend and at inopportune times!

The two slippery hands slurped and slithered around Sammie's most sensitive bits. She found herself groaning involuntarily, knees bending involuntarily as she spread herself even more for her teasing girlfriend. One hands was fluttering and rubbing through her hot slit, fingers dragging through Sammie's folds as Lena seemed intent on cleaning her even on the inside. The other was sliding through the cleft of Sammie's firm ass to meet the hand at her front. Grinding and rubbing against her pucker and then, oh god, the fingertips were rubbing on that tingling ring and pressing on it. The naughtiness of the act sent a flood of heat to Sammie's already aroused core. Soapy and slippery digits were threatening to just glide into Sammie at both holes and she felt her ass relax and legs spread more as her body seemed to welcome them with a subtle bobbing motion. How amazing would it feel if Lena just slid one finger into her ready pussy and another into her tight butt and just fucked her her to a massive orgasm with just those pumping digits? Yes.. maybe her domme self should order it. That would be fine, right? Forcing Lena to make her cum... it all seemed to rapidly be acceptable to Sammie as she sagged back against Lena's soft breasts and rapidly was becoming a helpless captive to Lena's touch.

“Are you clean enough Mistress? Or should I keep washing you?”

Lena's words, particularly Mistress, jolted Sammie out of her trance like state of bliss. That's right, she was the Mistress! She'd specifically told her sub not to tease her too much and she had to reclaim her superiority and control. Lena was dangerously close to making her Mistress succumb to her teasing and it the wrong note to start their little roleplay off with!

"Y-yes... Yes. I mean Yes I am clean enough," stammered out Sammie, hastily straightening and stepping away from Lena's tempting hands. Composing herself, she turned and gave Lena a coy smile as one hand touched her shoulder to hold her at bay. The other caught her nipple and started to roll it between her thumb and forefinger. "You are a very good washer pet, and got me clean everywhere. But a little too much teasing... Do not overstep your bounds." A sharp pinch on Lena's nub accented Sammie's reprimand and then she waved Lena out of the shower as she turned off the nozzle.

"Now, fetch me a towel to dry me and let's get you dressed. I've laid out your outfit on the bed."
 
Lena could feel Sammie begin to sink heavily into her and a triumphant grin lit up her face. Thank goodness she was behind Sammie, otherwise her girlfriend would be onto her! Her palm was now cupping Sammie’s mound while her fingers worked their way through her folds, purposefully avoiding her sensitive button so that her girlfriend couldn’t accuse her of being a tease. She was just being good and washing her Mistress as she ordered after all!

Now that she had Sammie baited with thoughts of hot sex in the shower, Lena just had to caarreeffuulllyy reel the other girl in to collect her prize. Ever so slowly, her fingertips began to massage both holes with increasing amounts of pressure. That’s it…just relax and let me take care of you… Lena willed her friend to submit to her teasing…er…-cleaning- touches. And right as she thought that Sammie would utter the words ‘Ohhh Lena, fuck me please!’ her friend straightened back up and stepped away, leaving Lena to reel in nothing but an empty hook with no Sammie fishy attached.

Aww…she had been so close too! Perhaps the disappointment on her face was too evident and now Sammie was on to her tricks, because her girlfriend’s fingers had found one of her sensitive nipples to torment. Lena let out a happy little moan as the soft pads began to roll and massage the hardening nub, only to yelp when it was pinched! Damnit!

Resigned to do whatever silly tasks her Mistress wanted, Lena stepped out of the shower and grabbed Sammie a towel. She patted her lover dry with the soft cloth before wrapping her up in the nice fluffy white towel. Then she went ahead and repeated the same process with herself before stepping out into the bedroom to get dressed. Crap…she had to wear that leather corset thing in public! Hazel eyes looked down at the outfit laid out so carefully for her and the athlete squirmed just the slightest bit in her towel. She didn’t like the incredibly revealing garment; mostly because she knew –strangers- were going to see her in it.

If it were just her and Sammie in the bedroom playing dress up, she’d probably wear the garment with confidence and a sort of bad-girl-sexiness. But since she was doomed to wear it in public, she was probably going to really look like a nervous sub, just as she had in the changing room.

With a bit of a sigh and slightly furrowed brow, Lena went to work getting into the corset. It took a bit of wiggling and adjusting, but finally the black bit of leather was encasing her waist and the collar was situated around her neck. Lena –hated- the collar, she didn’t like things around her neck and the leather collar was no exception. Perhaps putting on her thigh highs would help distract her while her body got acclimated to the sensation of something being wrapped around her throat.

Part of the problem of putting her thong on last was that Lena ended up having to shamelessly bend over, exposing her heart shaped rear and puffy lips of her slit to Sammie as she rolled her thigh high stockings up over her feet and calves. She dragged the silky, black tinted nylon up one long leg and then the other before she clipped both firmly in place with the garterbelt. Now all she had to do was put on her thong and Lena was all clothed! …Sort of.

Her breasts were still bare and on prominent display; no matter which way one looked, all roads led to Lena’s tear drop shaped mounds that were adorned with puffy pink nipples that just begged to be sucked and licked. With her already tall stature even more elongated by the heels, Lena’s breasts would now be eye level with pretty much every lesbian of average height at the bondage party! But if someone tried to avoid looking at her breasts by looking at her face instead; the studded leather collar would surely catch their eye and then the chains that framed her tits would drag the viewer’s gaze down to her twin mounds. If another submissive were to look at her, their eyes would end up starting down at Lena’s heel clad feet, travel up her long, shapely legs, pass over the corset that cinched in her waist and seemed to make her hips have even a more feminine flare before coming back up to her tits!

Curse Sammie for picking a garment that drew even –more- attention to her breasts that were slowly rising and falling with every breath she took.

Perhaps Lena could be safely viewed from the back? The brunette thought about it for a moment and then realized she was wearing a thong. Plus as long as she was moving, the heels Sammie had picked out for her gave her hips a very feminine sway, making the bare cheeks that were framed by the thong a rather enticing target for a spanking! Sammie better make sure not a single other woman lays a hand on her! Lena was putting all of her trust in her smaller friend to protect her.

“I’m all finished getting dressed, Mistress.” Lena offered her lover a little brave smile and stood before her so that Sammie could see. She looked pretty good: tall, lean and powerful, with leather that seemed to give her a very sexy 'bad girl' look. Lena made quite an exotic pet in comparison to the typical, much smaller and more delicate subs that would surely be at the party tonight. But it was fairly evident that she was nervous if Sammie looked into her eyes. Lena –knew- she was attractive and had a great body. She was a confident young woman and liked to think of herself as a leader and a top. But something about the clothes made her feel unsure and doubt herself and her image.

She needed a way to break out of this mentality if she wanted to properly give Sammie a run for her money later! Maybe after awhile she’d get used to these far to revealing clothes and feel sexy in her own skin again.
 
Sammie let Lena get dressed by herself as she busied herself with her own outfit. While nowhere near as revealing as Lena's, Sammie's black corset, thigh highs and thong were definitely not an outfit she'd ever thought she would wear in public! Hers at least barely covered her B cup breasts, but still, despite having much more fabric than a string bikini, the costume was just so unabashedly kinky that it made Sammie feel incredibly naughty.

A glance over at Lena revealing her girlfriend bent over and pulling up her thong. Her succulent ass cheeks seemed so tempting, as did her pink slit which seemed to beckon Sammie to bury her tongue in it. Her poor girlfriend was so horny and teased, just like Sammie, it would be nice to give them both some relief.... NO! Snap out of it Sammie! Finish getting dressed. If you are this willing to bend, Lena is primed to do anything you want to get her release!

With a sigh of regret, Sammie finished adjusting the red ribbon that criss-crossed the front of her corset and examined herself slowly in the mirror. Her breasts were covered, but barely, and threatened to pop out if Sammie raised her arms too quickly. The black stockings did make her legs look sexy, particularly with the garters attached to connect them to the corset. And of course, the black thong definitely oozed sex. Walking around with her ass hanging out was going to be awkward, but wow, it did look very firm and round with the thong and garters framing it. If only she wasn't so skinny with these little boobs... then she'd be even sexier. Still, she did kinda look like a bad ass domme, particularly if she pursed her lips and made her eyes tighten in a smoldering stare. Like a wiry alley cat, skinny but you didn't want to mess with her. Picking up the leather crop, she smacked it menacingly against her calf. Maybe she could pull this off!

Turning, at Lena's words, Sammie tried to keep the fierce look on her face as she studied her girlfriend. She couldn't though and her face almost immediately transformed into an amazed smile with eyes as wide as saucers as she saw Lena in all her glory! Her lover was just too sexy. Her amazing, strong and lean body was highlighted in the risque outfit, but with just enough still hidden by the corset, thong and stockings to make you want to see more. And of course, all lines and curves drew your eyes inexorably to those glorious, wonderful and inviting D cup breasts that hung so tantalizingly out in the open. It was all Sammie could do to stop herself from reaching out to touch one. They practically begged to be fondled, licked and suckled. Sammie's core grew hot as she stared and she found herself licking suddenly dry lips, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Ohh.... Lena! I mean Pet!" Sammie said, almost feeling her eyes start to tear with emotion at Lena's sexy beauty. This woman was all hers...she should pinch herself! She rushed forward and grabbed Lena's hands, beaming at her girlfriend. "Oh, you know what I mean. Thank you so much for doing this for me! You are so sexy I could eat you up right here."

Leaning forward and raising herself up on her toes slightly, Sammie kissed Lena happily. A warm, wet and urgent kiss that tried to show her lover how pleased she was at Lena's acquiescence to play out her little kinky fantasy in public. This was going to be amazing. All she had to do now was get make-up on Lena and try to blow out her friend's unruly hair!
 
“Wow…” Lena’s voice was coated with a husky bit of lust as her eyes drank in Sammie’s scantily clad body. Sure, she had seen her girlfriend in that scandalous outfit earlier today, but now it was different. Now they were alone, in a private hotel room with nice thick walls and a securely locked door. Lena was free to properly enjoy the sight of her girlfriend’s long, shapely legs….and all that bare, mouth watering flesh by her hips and thighs that Lena so desperately wanted to kiss and lick. Mmm and that red ribbon that laced up Sammie’s front; it was like her girlfriend was a sexily wrapped present just waiting for Lena to tear into!

Thank goodness for Sammie’s dazzling smile, sweet kisses and break of character! Otherwise Lena would have never properly gotten out of her nervous funk. It was all the taller girl needed to feel more like her confident, sexy self once again and not some piece of meat. The athlete did blush a bit at her friend’s thankfulness and those awestruck blue eyes. Sammie was such a sweetheart sometimes…it was of little wonder why Lena loved her so much. And of course all that love meant that she wouldn’t be able to deny her new girlfriend anything…even if that meant she had to dress up in this ridiculous outfit and be paraded about like a prized poccession just so that Sammie could be the envy of every lesbian downstairs.

“You’re very welcome…you know I’d do anything for you, even if this particular ‘anything’ is making me feel a little foolish.” Lena already pink cheeks turned a bit redder at her own admission of nerves. But her embarrassment didn’t last all that long as her eyes had managed to wander away from Sammie’s blue ones and towards her perfectly sized breasts that were accented with slices of red. Damn that red ribbon! It was so distracting! The way it zigged and zagged down Sammie’s torso with the ends dangling so close to her sex made it impossible to stare at anything other than her lovely breasts, flat stomach, and tempting, thong covered mound. “But you on the other hand look sooo amazing, I’m going to be chasing away kinky lesbians from my Mistress all night long!” Lena chuckled as she wrapped her arms protectively around her lover; Sammie was all -hers-! And this gorgeous lover that belonged to Lena was nothing but long, deliciously smooth and silky legs and a sexy lithe figure. Coupled with that dazzling smile and those mesmerizing blue eyes and Lena could do little else than experience a growing heat between her legs once more.

That needy kiss that was given to her only fueled Lena’s growing lust. The raging fire of her arousal that the shower had put out was now starting to roar back to life. She wanted to rip that outfit right off of Sammie. Lena loved Sammie’s more delicate, feminine form and she wanted nothing more than to worship every inch of her nude body with her naughty hands and eager mouth.

Before she could even think better of it or remember the rules involved with her role as pet, Lena was walking Sammie backwards towards the bed, lips stick locked in an intense, dizzying kiss. Her hands had firmly grasped onto her lover’s exposed rear as their tongues swirled and dueled. Finally the backs of Sammie’s knees hit the bed and both women tumbled onto the mattress top.

“Mmmph…Sammie, you look so delicious, all I want to do is lick every inch of your body.” The brunette was panting as their kiss finally broke. She couldn’t help but feel as though she were supposed to be doing –something- other than kissing her way down Sammie’s body, but she couldn’t quite seem to remember what. Alcohol tended to do that to Lena; it made her forget about long-term goals like getting to the party, and only focus on short term ones like getting Sammie out of this pesky thong that was in her way!

In a flash, Lena had managed to slither down Sammie and was now kneeling on the floor between the other girl’s legs. Her teeth had captured the band of the satiny black thong and she tugged on it lightly. Something about kneeling on the floor and looking up Sammie’s more clothed body seemed to make it finally click in her mind that she was supposed to be a good pet…or something like that.

“Please Mistress, may we play a little bit before going to the party?” Another tug to Sammie’s thong was given before her hands began running up the backs of her shapely calves. All this waiting was –killing- Lena. They had enough time to fool around before the party, right?
 
Lena was so fucking sexy and knew how to push all of Sammie's buttons. After their kiss, the sight of her taller girlfriend going to her knees in front of her was breathtaking, her large breasts dangling so brazenly below. Then her mouth started nuzzling at the band of Sammie's thong and those pleading brown eyes were calling to Sammie. How could she resist such a sexy pet that just wanted to give her pleasure? Sammie's own core was tingling from sudden arousal and she felt a hot surge of lust. Why shouldn't see have a quick orgasm with Lena right now? Or even order her naughty sub to please her mistress with her mouth as Sammie stood above her? That would be so hot. Sammie could probably cum in five minutes after this much teasing!

But, Sammie knew that once Lena's naturally talented tongue started exploring her, she'd likely give in and have to taste Lena herself. And then an hour and four orgasm would pass and she'd have to drag a sobered up and unhorny Lena down to a party where she'd likely be uncooperative. Oh the things Sammie had to do to fulfill her fantasy! Who knew being a Mistress was so tough and involved so much denial of your own pleasure? Then again, most Mistresses weren't towered over by subs who could lift them up and spank them if they wanted to!

"Ohhhhhh, pet," murmured Sammie playfully, shifting back into her 'domme' persona. She lowered her finger down to tease Lena's lips and then cupped her cheek. Suddenly, she gave Lena a tap of the crop on her exposed ass cheek. "You aren't allowed to touch your Mistress without asking permission. I know my pet is horny and wants to please her Mistress, but she has to learn her manners and how to behave. Stay here."

Sammie turned and strutted, purposely wiggling her butt in Lena's face, and picked up the leash from the dresser. Returning, she clipped it onto Lena's collar with a smile. Wow, the simple act was way more of a rush than she expected! Suddenly, Lena did feel like a toy or pet for Sammie to use, the leash was such a potent symbol of Sammie's control! Tugging the black leather material, she forced Lena down to her hands so she was on all fours on the floor.

"Now pet, I think we are almost ready to go to the party, but I have to make sure you are all ready. So I'm going to do a little inspection," murmured Sammie. She took the crop and started to trace it lightly over Lena's body, circling her hanging breasts and the nubs of her nipples, going around her neck and upper back, down her spine and then rubbing both of her ass cheeks that were split so seductively by her thong. Gripping the thong with both hands, Sammie pulled it down to Lena's knees and gasped at the sight of her friend's slit being bared so suddenly. Although she'd literally devoured Lena's intimates and studied them in great detail over the last couple days, the angle she had with Lena on her hands and knees was so new and erotic that Sammie had to resist lowering her mouth to those tempting pink bits and giving up on her own plans of holding off. Instead, she let her fingers play in Lena's folds, spreading them under the pretense of examining them for some unknown fault, brushing over her clit, even spreading her ass cheeks and letting a fingers graze Lena's sensitive pucker. "Yes, I think you are all clean and very, very ready for tonight. Just one thing though..."

Sammie reached back and grabbed the butt plug drawer and a small bottle of lube out of the end table. She squeezed a dollop of lube onto Lena's ass cleft and then rubbed it down and around her ring in a slow and sensual circle. Every revolution of her fingertip brought slightly more pressure, and then, ever so smoothly, she slipped the finger in and was gently moving it back and forth in Lena's ass.

"Pet... I need you to carry something for me tonight, to remind you that you belong to me. Something only you will know about it... and feel," she purred as her finger slid in and out of Lena, making sure her lover was well lubricated. Finally, she slid the finger out and coated the small butt plug with lube, She knew Lena was likely wondering what Sammie's devious plans might be, so Sammie took her time getting the plug ready. Then, out of the blue, the soft rubber of the plug pressed against Lena's rear and Sammie began to work it into her girlfriend slowly using a slight rocking and then twisting motion. She didn't want to cause Lena undue discomfort, so she took her time and stroked Lena's clit with her free hand to help 'relax' her. The whole act was so kinky and erotic that Sammie found herself getting uncomfortably aroused just doing it! Was she really putting a butt plug into her girlfriend before leading her topless and on a leash to a BDSM party?! Oh god, this was going to be a great night!

Then the plug was in, buried all the way to it's flared base as Lena swallowed it entirely with her butt. For now, Sammie left the vibrator built into it turned off. Plenty of time to introduce Lena to that feature later! Sliding the thong back up and arranging it perfectly around Lena's now swollen lips, the thin strip of fabric in her ass crack not hiding the plug's flared base at all, Sammie stood up and gave Lena's ass another tap with her crop.

"There! All set. Now keep that in until later. On your feet, pet! Time to go!"
 
When Sammie’s crop came down to tap the exposed flesh of her defenseless behind, Lena jumped just the slightest bit. While the light contact of the leather tongue hadn’t done much to hurt her, it had definitely surprised her and served as a good reminder that her much smaller Mistress now had tools to use against her. Hopefully Sammie didn’t get –too- aggressive with her new instrument of torture…otherwise Lena would have to give her a harsh whipping with the flogger she had bought for herself!

At least when they got downstairs there would be tutorials on how to use such tools. Even though Lena understood the physics behind things like whips and the biology involved with causing hypersensitivity to nerves, she was a little afraid of using Sammie as her test dummy. Knowing –how- to do something didn’t necessarily mean one was good at actually doing it. And the last thing she wanted to do tonight was cause Sammie severe bodily harm.

Though…if the lithe brunette kept tormenting her with this whole ‘No orgasming til I say’ rule, Lena wasn’t going to make any promises about not totally losing it and causing at least a -little- bodily harm in her eagerness to finally cum.

Poor, sex deprived Lena pouted a bit as Sammie pulled away from her teasing mouth. She had been sure that the warmth of her breath on her lover’s intimates and seeing the 5’10” athlete on her knees would do the trick! But alas, Sammie was proving to be quite stubborn. Lena would have to be even -more- crafty if she wanted to get her girlfriend’s resolve to break; thankfully for her, Lena loved a challenge!

While she had stayed well behaved and on her knees, patiently waiting for Sammie to get her leash, even tilting her head to the side to offer her lover access to her neck, that changed slightly when Sammie tugged on the leash, forcing Lena to get onto her hands and knees. Hazel eyes narrowed into slits as she glared up at her friend. Since she was so tall and so muscular, Lena wasn’t used to being manhandled. And right now, she was learning that she –really- didn’t like the feeling of being powerless. Perhaps the only thing that kept her from growling and getting back up in retaliation was the fact that she loved to please: she liked to serve, she liked to make sure that others were happy. She had the typical traits of selflessness that teachers had and coupled with other common ones such as leadership and a strong, confident personality, Lena was geared to make the perfect Switch.

Or at least, geared to make the perfect uppity sub.

So she held still for Sammie’s slightly humiliating inspection of her body; just because she knew that her girlfriend was thoroughly enjoying the new power that she held. A shiver ran up her spine when Sammie ripped down the thong, a gust of air hitting her shaven slit. When fingers began to curiously poke, prod, spread, and examine every intimate detail of her privates, Lena began to squirm. The squirming only grew more intense as Sammie lubed up her rear; a soft cry managing it’s way past her slightly parted lips, interrupting her panting breaths.

“Wait…what?” She had to carry around a reminder that she belonged to Sammie? She was already chained to her girlfriend with a leash, what the hell could be a more prominent reminder than that?!?!

“Sam--er…Mistress….” Lena whimpered softly. Fuck…what the hell had she been about to say?! She couldn’t even remember! The combination of alcohol and the discomfort that came with a toy being eased into her incredibly tight ass made all her words disappear. All she could do was focus on the sensations that Sammie was giving her. Oh God, and now Sammie was touching her clit with her other hand while centimeter after centimeter of the toy was being stuffed inside of her! The soft, sweeping pads of her lover’s fingers made her clit begin to tingle and Lena let out a high pitched, needy whine that was so out of character for her that it even surprised her! She tried her best to angle her hips in order to coax Sammie into giving her a little more pressure, a little more contact, something, anything so that she could –finally- find relief.

But Sammie was proving to be a cruel, cruel Mistress that only wanted to drive the poor athlete insane with lust. Just that little tap on the rear with the crop almost caused Lena’s now trembling body to fall forward. She didn’t know how much more of this torture she could take! Looking borderline miserable from being denied for an entire day, Lena got up onto unsteady legs when prompted. The plug in her ass felt so incredibly unnatural every time her body moved or shifted. While she knew that the feeling would fade into nothingness as she grew acclimated to the sensation of being full; it was still very, very odd for the moment.

Before Sammie dragged her out of the room, Lena grabbed the leather mask on the desk by the door. She slipped it on, finding a little relief in the anonominity that the simple disguise gave her. It at least made it more bearable for her to be paraded down the hallway and into the crowded elevator where several other lesbians were dressed in different sorts of outfits. Thank goodness Sammie hadn’t gotten her anything made of latex or plastic! Two other subs in the elevator were wearing such things and the material looked quite uncomfortable.

Being unable to touch her Mistress without permission only added to Lena’s misery as they hopped out of the elevator. Still too proud to submit and ask for such things, the handsy drunk was left to attempt to focus on keeping her hands to her sides.
 
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