I Got Issues (But You Got 'Em Too) [FxF] (Clearsight X JacksAreWild)

[ClearSight]

Miranda was surprised how much she enjoyed having her ass teased. It made sense though, it wasn't merely physical stimulus that was making her moan and writhe as her taboo hole was toyed with. There was also the humiliation of it, the fact that it truly made her feel like the bitch, and apparently, Miranda liked being the bitch. She was learning new things about herself every day. In fact, her entire definition of amazing sex was starting to change, as if the previous definition that starred her as a top was nothing but an illusion. No, that wasn't right, that was her arousal talking. She liked to top, she just found being dominated by the younger, powerful Alpha to be a more satisfying experience. Specifically her, otherwise it wouldn't make sense that some other person hadn't drawn out the submissive side of her before. It wasn't like every person that approached her was a beta.

Jack had a way about her that spoke to Miranda's primal needs. "Never," Miranda said firmly, looking back at Jack in a way that questioned her intelligence after such a question. Who would even consider doing that to her. Probably a few people, but nobody would think it possible, except Jack. Only this young, dominant wolf would dare. Despite her answer and the look she was giving Jack, her legs were spread and she got in a comfortable position, she was giving herself to Jack. She felt the urge to submit. It wasn't to the point that she was saying it blatantly, but her actions gave off a very 'if you dare' type vibe. Jack dared.

Not only did she mock Miranda, she didn't let her respond, making the smart-ass remark she was about to throw out get caught in her throat. You damn girl! She cursed in her mind, a bit irked by the insinuation that she was actually a beta. It was perfectly natural for an Alpha to admire power, even if having a desire to be claimed in such a taboo, humiliating manner wasn't as normal. Jack's skilled tongue wiped any retort or thoughts she had on her mind, however. The older wolf began moaning under the skilled attention the younger girl was giving her, the silken tongue prodding her tight little hole. Her face reddened far more than she could ever remember it reddening before as she burned with embarrassment. Yet, embarrassed or not, Jack's skill showed results, causing the older Alpha to relax and loosen up. It allowed her to enjoy it.

"You're so damn good at this." Miranda slipped, letting her inner thoughts out as she whined. It was difficult to keep herself bottled up and in-check when each time Jack dragged her tongue she did so in such a skillful manner. It was impossible to keep quiet, and she didn't try to. One of the best parts about having her own floor was being able to moan or do whatever the hell she wanted. Not that she had ever brought someone back to her place. Jack was actually the first, she was typically more private. It was a good thing regardless.

"I don't know..." Miranda's previous slip of the tongue made her more aware when Jack asked her question, and she lied. She knew she could, her own clumsy toying had managed to make her cum, Jack's tongue alone would eventually have her writhing and crying out in bliss. Maybe it wouldn't even take that long. Just the arousal she felt from having someone else playing with her ass was enough to push her towards the edge much faster than when she was alone.

 

[JacksAreWild]

The compliment had Jack grinning a little bit - she was pretty certain Miranda hadn't meant to give one but knowing that she sported such impressive tongue-skill as to warrant such earnest praise had her mood shifting to 'pleased'. Though, as she was quickly learning, Miranda's big mouth couldn't seem to keep her in the positive for long. A simple question about whether or not she could orgasm from a little ass play was met with an 'I don't know...' What the fuck was Jack supposed to do with an 'I don't know'!?!?!?! She had asked a simple 'yes' or 'no' question for fuck's sake.

"'I don't know' isn't a fucking answer," Jack growled as she pulled back a little bit, stopping the work of her tongue as she adjusted herself so that she could kneel without the use of her hands holding her up; she needed those slender digits and blunt nails for raking aggravated lines down Miranda's ass. There would be no more pleasure until she got a straight answer...and there may be punishment involved if she didn't get that answer quickly. If she had given Miranda a prompt that was difficult, something that required an extended response, she would have been a little more forgiving. But as it was, her new plaything didn't deserve such leniency.

Never let it be said that Jack wasn't a helpful Domme, if Miranda couldn't give her a real answer, Jack would help her get there. So she took stock of her bent over sub, trying to judge for herself how close she might be just from the little bit of play they had been doing. For all intents and purposes Miranda looked like she might be able to get there with just a little anal play...but there was also the possibility that she would get edged for quite awhile instead, "Your cunt is dripping wet and swollen and I'm pretty sure that if I even breathed your clit you'd fall apart...so I'll ask again, do you think you can cum from me playing with your ass?"

 

[ClearSight]

I don't know was totally an answer, and it was the only answer that wasn't a complete lie and managed to salvage some dignity. Then again, perhaps she was just being a pain in the ass, she had long since pushed dignity to the side. Maybe not entirely, but she was giving herself to another woman, submitting, being treated in such a domineering manner and finding it arousing. Dignity wasn't something she should be considering. So yeah, being a pain in the ass was probably the hidden goal, the one that she had even when she knew what Jack would do to her. Maybe she liked the things Jack did to her, the side to the younger woman that put her in her place when she misbehaved. It was sexy and she didn't do well at hiding her enjoyment.

"It is." Miranda practically whined, barely keeping a slight grin from her lips. Yes, she liked egging Jack on. The feeling of Jack's nails against her skin sent a shiver down her spine, a soft moan playing at her lips as she did everything she could to not be too forthcoming. Embarrassment and pleasure, it was so strange feeling the conflicting emotions occur simultaneously. If only Jack knew how turned on she truly was she wouldn't need to ask such questions. No, she knew, that was why she was asking, Miranda knew that much. They had similar tendencies, Miranda saying things she knew would get a rise and Jack doing the same, making Miranda voice the truth and watching her squirm beneath the uncommon honesty.

"Yes!" Miranda relented, giving way a little more so she could get what she needed faster. Just like their first time together she knew it was pointless to put on a huge struggle. She could resist, and her mouth was great at fighting back even as she succame to Jack, so there was no reason to be obstinate. Hell, it wasn't even possible to act as if she didn't want it, she had made the booty call for fuck's sake. So she did what she felt she could, she admitted the truth but didn't stop when she should have. "I can cum from you playing with my ass..." It was what Jack really wanted to hear, a more detailed response, but Miranda couldn't stop herself, "if you know what you're doing that is." She should have regretted it the moment she said it, but she didn't, she grinned with delight at the thought of what Jack would do, and she made sure to look back so Jack could see the playful challenge in her eyes.

 

[JacksAreWild]

"You know what? You might have a point. It has been a looonnnng time since I've made a girl cum this way... Maybe I'm out of practice." If Miranda wanted to start this game, Jack was going to play along for a little bit and then finish it. So the next time she leaned in, she made sure to swirl her tongue with every bit of dexterity she had; warm velvet dancing expertly over the sensitive nerves of Miranda's rear. Right when Miranda was close, right when she started to tremble and cry out, Jack's tongue 'slipped' from its route. Of course when she started licking again, she decided to switch from swirls to flutters, giving Miranda a new sensation and starting her back at square one.

There were many more 'accidents' after that. At even the littlest bit of discomfort in her neck or jaw, Jack would adjust herself, causing a pause in the play right when Miranda was always so close to her climax. They must have been at it for near an hour before the younger girl pulled away with a soft smirk. "Huh, I guess maybe I don't know what I'm doing..." Jack's smirk turned into a grin as she backed away enough just to get a better look at Miranda. Judging by how wet and swollen the proud Alpha was, and the few whimpers she had allowed to escape earlier, the older woman was more than ready to finally reach her peak.

"Maybe my technique is off.... Maybe you're the kind of girl who can only cum from getting fucked... The kind of beta slut that needs to be claimed to get off..." Jack now backed up enough so that she could comfortably kneel. As much as she would have loovveeddd to be the first to claim Miranda's ass with her cock, the young beta knew that some training would be involved. So she slid her finger into Miranda's swollen slit, giving a few rough pumps, trying to be careful and not get her sub off from just this little bit of stimulation because she knew the older girl was on a hair trigger at this point. Now with her finger properly slicked up, she teased around Miranda's sensitive taboo hole, circling, pressing in slowly, just the tip of her finger working to get her ready for more. "So tight... I think I'm going to start training you so I can claim you properly; fuck this perfect ass and make it mine." Jack draped herself over Miranda's body, leaning forward to nip the other female's ear as she whispered. "You'd like that, wouldn't you little beta slut? Me filling this tight little ass with my mark."

 

[ClearSight]

It didn't take a genius to figure out Jack was going to make Miranda pay for her smart mouth. She could tell from the moment she spoke that she would find herself in hot water over questioning the Alpha, but she didn't care. The tone of Jack's voice, the one that should have made her nervous of what came next, only served to further arouse the older Alpha. She was attracted more than anyone should be to that vindictive quality in the younger wolf. She anticipated what would happen to her if she continued to indirectly beg for punishment. Not that it meant she could handle what she was asking for, but that was all part of the fun as well. It wouldn't be as exhilarating if she only got in deep enough to endure because the risk of being broken was half the fun for the daring CEO.

She got what she asked for. Jack proved her prowess in the most sinister way possible, by teetering on the line between pleasure and bliss. Her skillful tongue teased and tormented Miranda, always pushing her close to orgasm before making it slip away, deliberately denying Miranda the euphoric release she desperately wanted. At first, the older woman had endured well, releasing a few moans but keeping the upper hand, even taunting Jack with each 'mistake' she made. Unfortunately, Jack was in the better position to play a game of attrition, pushing until Miranda was sinking into the bed, a quivering, needy mess. Moans and whimpers, even a gentle, breathless beg during a moment of weakness. She was crumbling beneath her young Domme. Yet, there was also a trace of delight in her flushed, needy expression.

It wasn't all as easy as laying there and moaning, however. In fact, even after fighting with taunts and hollow confidence, there was a much grander struggle going on beneath the surface. The struggle not to seek her own pleasure. All it would take to cum was a single movement at the right time, but Miranda resisted. It took everything she had and was the epitome of accepting her place, but she did it. She did it only to find herself panting and her limbs shaking as she attempted to keep herself together. Jack was teasing her towards her limits, not physically but mentally. She needed an orgasm, she needed to cum, but she couldn't, not without Jack's permission. It would be so easy to finish herself, but there was a part of her that refused, that would fight verbally and be stubborn but wouldn't throw away the rules of their little game for a quick fix.

"Not a beta..." She weakly denied, though as Jack went on she couldn't help but shiver at the declaration of the young wolf claiming her ass. She had never given it up to anyone, there hadn't been a wolf worthy enough to climb behind her and claim anything, much less her ass. Yet, Jack was different. The way the powerful Alpha looked at her, took her, it made Miranda want to be taken, as difficult as it was to admit, even to herself. She wanted to be teased and claimed, humiliated with terms like beta and slut, but only for this young woman. It was a confusing feeling, but she was starting to realize that Jack was her bane, the first Alpha to make Miranda Lawson feel submissive. It was... Pleasant. The teeth nipping at her ear, the soft voice asking her to throw away her pride and admit her cravings. It felt so right she couldn't stop herself from uttering a soft, humiliated, "Yes." She wanted it, at least the her that had been edged to the point of delerium did. That her needed it.

 

[JacksAreWild]

"You're right. Not a beta. You're more depraved than a beta," Jack taunted as she continued to play with her blushing toy's behind. Miranda was reaching a whole new level of depravity for her bloodline by agreeing to bend over and willingly take any sort of attention to her precious ass from a mongrel like Jack. "A beta would at least have the decency to make me work for it a little bit before offering me their ass. You, on the other hand, just bend over and present yourself like a wild dog." This time she gave Miranda's earlobe a rougher bite and a little tug before she dropped down lower to sink her teeth into the other girl's shoulder, making sure to leave a nice, prominent bite right there.

Jack had had her new toy on edge for quite awhile. She knew that she would need to give Miranda such a strong orgasm that the other woman would realize that obeying would receive the most pleasure. Yes, Miranda could disobey and then be left to finish herself off; but if she was good, if she waited, her Mistress would give her more pleasure than she could ever dream of reaching with her own hand. So while Jack had been trying this entire time to make Miranda cum from just her ass alone, she knew that making her fall apart by overloading her when she was so sensitive would be much more worth it. "Don't worry, pet. I'll get you trained so that you can take every inch of me." As she spoke, she adjusted herself so that she could line up the tip of her strapon with Miranda's slit. Jack gave a soft groan into the other girl's ear as she started to slide in to clutching silk that was so much hotter and wetter than the last time she had experienced it.

While the thickness of her cock into Miranda's one hole, she tried to ease another finger into the other. Jack wanted to make her pet feel as full and as overstimulated as possible when she fucked her into oblivion.

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The week of finals had been a very lonely, stressful, and exhausting hell for Sarah and Amelia; the pair had barely spent any time together due to their massive end of the semester workload. To make matters worse, they were facing quite a bit of stress on their relationship: Amelia would soon be spending the entire winter break with Sarah and her family.

That was five weeks.

Five weeks on a farm in the middle of nowhere.

Five weeks on a farm in the middle of nowhere with Sarah's 3 older Alpha brothers who could manage to be overprotective and embarrassing at the same time.

So the pair of them struggled through finals week together. By the end of it, both were exhausted and stressed; however, Amelia seemed to be worse off for the wear, more so than Sarah. Maybe her girlfriend was feeling the extra stress because she would be staying with strangers who she would have to work to impress for 5 weeks. Maybe she was feeling it due to her obligations as a TA coupled with her research project and her final exams. Whatever the case, Sarah had resolved to take good care of her girlfriend by the end of finals week... Unfortunately Amelia hadn't been able to relax enough to follow this plan.


"Sweetheart..." Sarah huffed softly as she looked up from between Amelia's legs. Her girlfriend had signaled for her to stop because they had been at this for awhile and Amelia just couldn't orgasm. So, tired and stressed out, she seemed prepared to just give up, call it a night, and go to sleep rather than cause Sarah anymore ache to her jaw. It was considerate but it wasn't something that Sarah was going to accept. She had already made up her mind to help her lover relax and Amelia was always so relaxed after sex...so even though her girlfriend was willing to give up and go to bed, she was not!

"Here, I've got an idea. Trust me?" The beta said the words with a gentle smile, and once she got permission she bounded off the bed to go retrieve a few things. When she came back she the red silken ropes that Amelia had ordered tossed over her shoulder, and a little blue vial of a potion in her hand. It wasn't often that the two of them played with penetration, let alone penetration with a potion, but Sarah was pretty sure this would be well worth it. After checking to make sure Amelia was still on board with this, Sarah bound both of her girlfriend's wrists together and then tied them to the headboard. Then she helped her girlfriend down the little blue potion.

The idea of forcing Amelia to relax and focus on her own pleasure seemed to be working at first. With her arms bound, the older girl could no longer touch Sarah and distract herself with trying to make the beta feel good. Plus, would the addition caused from the potion, now the two of them could be at eye level. Now Sarah could slowly grind her hips and ride her girlfriend while kissing her lips, or nibbling on her neck, or worshipping her breasts... It was evident that somewhere along the lines that Sarah's hyperfocus had settled on her mouth, because her hips were on autopilot and her lips seemed a lot more interested in peppering heated trails all over her bound girlfriend's neck and chest. She must have lost all track of time because the only thing that alerted her to the fact that she might have been teasing Amelia for awhile was a soft whimper and the sight of a light streak of tears from her lover.

"I love you. I love you. IloveyouIloveyouI'msorry." Sarah tried to be reassuring but she was also starting to panic because Amelia never cried! Well, maybe on the rare occasion when they watched sappy movies her lover would show a little emotion, but this wasn't the case! Amelia was tearing up and the beta was 100% certain that it was her fault because she was the only other thing in the room. So started to freak out, started to untie the ropes, and was halfway through the knot before her girlfriend had laughed at her, called her silly, and explained that she just really, really needed to cum right now. Of course after blushing in her embarrassment for misreading situation, Sarah complied, riding her girlfriend with more purpose to bring them both a few tension relieving orgasms and the sleep they needed.



So today, Sarah woke up a little earlier than usual so that she could make her girlfriend a very fancy, 'Sorry I Edged You So Long That You Cried A Little Bit' breakfast. Sarah had remembered that one time they had been out to the nicer of the three dining halls on campus and Amelia had ordered eggs benedict for breakfast, remarking that it was one of her favorite breakfast foods even though the campus always messed it up a little bit. Now Sarah was going to take a swing at making the complicated dish for her lover...and boy, was she sorry she tried. "Seriously?! You were 3% a second ago," Sarah growled at the black screen of her phone. Of course it would choose now to abandon her! Right when she was trying to make this overly complicated sauce...

"Crap, crap crap crap crap crap." The wolf muttered to herself as she searched for her bag which contained her laptop but which wasn't in the immediate area. CRAP! This dish was sort of a timed thing! All four parts needed to come together seemlessly and now, right as she was trying to put the whole thing together, she was going to blow it because her stupid phone was full of lies. As the beta panicked though she did manage to spot Amelia's laptop sitting out on the tiny dining room table. She heard her lover starting to rustle around the apartment and decided that now would be a good time to ask. "Babe? Can I borrow your laptop to look up a recipe? My phone's dead." Upon receiving a sleepy 'yes' Sarah bolted out of the kitchen and into the living room to load the screen up and search for the recipe she had been using.

Sarah wasn't the type of person to snoop, she really wasn't. And if Amelia's computer's browser wasn't deciding to be slower than death on crutches, she probably never would have seen it. But as it was, Sarah caught a glimpse of her girlfriend's bank statement that was pulled up. And then once she caught a glimpse of it her brain went 'that can't be right' and so she actually read part of it.... There was a lot of money in the savings account. Like, a lot. A lot a lot. So much that Sarah couldn't even fathom that much money existing in a college student's account.

 

[ClearSight]

Amelia loved Sarah more and more with every passing day, which made it difficult for her when things got busy and she didn't get to spend as much time with her beloved girlfriend. It was the reason she was working so hard towards the end of the semester, and it was also the reason she made a rash decision about going to a farm for five weeks. Five weeks, with Sarah's family, people who had never met her before and who, through Sarah's own admission, would probably be difficult to get along with. Well, not all of them, but overprotectiveness was a theme that often came up when Sarah spoke about her siblings. Plus, since they liked Bridget they would probably hate her, that was just the way it seemed to work. Not that she was scared, as long as Sarah loved her she could endure anything, but she didn't exactly love the idea. It was for Sarah, that made it worth it.

She would do anything for her beautiful girlfriend. That was precisely the reason she had decided to let the cute thing spend an entire night edging her. Well, that and she had severely underestimated Sarah's dedication and patience... And her imagination. Underestimating her imagination had been the real mistake. The potion had made what could have been a bearable experience impossible to withstand. Just the idea of it... She just couldn't imagine anything more arousing, and the pleasure was enough to make Amelia moan and writhe beneath Sarah immediately. It wasn't something she had the same tolerance to as what they normally did. There were even several times she wanted to beg for release, tell Sarah how difficult it was to take what was being done to her, but she didn't. She tried to endure the treatment for as long as Sarah wanted, but eventually, it was too much.

Sarah seemed to never grow tired or distracted, keeping her right on the edge for what seemed like the entire night. Her athletic lover showed her stamina as she let her hips grind agonizingly slowly the entire time, providing just enough to elicit moan after moan, and eventually whining, from the older girl. At first, she had focused on the other various pleasures, the kissing, nibbling, and the softness of Sarah's skin pressed against her own. At some point, all of it turned into near torture. Amelia was so overstimulated, so frustrated and needy, that she began to cry. It wasn't sadness or purposeful, it was an overload of emotion that she couldn't control, tears born of desperation. She needed to cum, and fortunately, tears were a good way to make Sarah pay attention, causing her to panic but also leading to Amelia getting the one thing she wanted more than anything else, an orgasm.

The next morning was hazy, Amelia had woken up when Sarah first got up but there was no way she was going to move. Usually, she would try to make an attempt to join her, but there was no room for energy to the current Amelia. She didn't immediately go back to sleep though, rolling over and letting her tired body enjoy the comfort of sheets and pillows only an exhausted body could. It was fantastic, even if she had the slightly deranged thought that it wouldn't be so bad to do that again. There was something wrong with her. Maybe Sarah had trained her during the courting process with all of those unintentional edging sessions because she actually liked being teased to the point of tears.

As the frightening but exciting thought finished its course she heard Sarah's voice from outside the room, making her feel warm and smiley. Just knowing Sarah was around often improved Amelia's mood. She was so half-asleep and blissfully happy that she ignored the question completely, responding with a sleepy, and poorly reasons yes. It wasn't that she cared that Sarah was on her computer, they shared just about everything, but there was one thing they didn't share that she had let slip her mind. It remained forgotten until the random thought popped into her head and sent her into one of those panicked, instantly awake modes, where adrenaline pushed every ounce of sleepiness aside and sent her leaping from the bed in a full out sprint.

It wasn't enough, the look on Sarah's face when she made it to the room told her everything she needed to know, Sarah had seen the tab. The human response was anger, to blame being found out on the person that stumbled upon it, blame them for snooping despite knowing they didn't do anything wrong. Even Amelia had that initial compulsion, but one look at Sarah made her swallow the reaction and start feeling a sinking, guilty sensation instead. How in the hell could she blame her innocent bunny for anything, it was her own stupid fault. Okay, so maybe part of her felt bitter, but she had been trying to think of ways to talk to Sarah about it, and it wasn't like she was cheating or hiding something malicious. It was... Just uncomfortable. She hated talking about her family and her past, even Sarah only knew a few of the more important details, and Amelia loved her. She was just... Guarded. If not for Miranda growing up with her she wouldn't know anything either.

Those were excuses, and they were running through her head endlessly as she stood in the doorway and looked over at Sarah, her face looking a bit depressed as she nervously looked towards the younger wolf. "I'm guessing you saw it... I never intended to hide it from you." She sighed, not knowing how to properly say it. It seemed reasonable to say there wasn't a good time to mention being rich, but it didn't feel right to act like being honest about something so massive needed proper timing. That was just an excuse people used to hide the fact that they didn't trust someone or didn't want to say it. "Sorry. Are you mad?" It was all she could think about asking. She loved Sarah, and the younger girl was such a kind, loving person, so she probably didn't hate her, but money made things awkward. She didn't know whether Sarah would be mad, or if it would start making things weird. She couldn't think of what else to say.