Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Yvonne wiggled her butt. She was stark naked except for the cuffs on her wrists and ankles, and a spreader bar held her wide open.
Kate had secured the wrist cuffs to the bedpost with chains that clanged ominously every time Yvonne moved.
Her feet dangled from the bed, and her ass was on the edge of the mattress—her pussy available for anything Kate wanted to do.
They were alone in the master bedroom. Chris was working overtime on a BlackSmith project and had left again after dinner with a lascivious kiss from them both, a resounding smack on Yvonne’s ass, and a “good luck, angel,” whispered in her ear that had her a bit worried about what Kate had planned.
She wiggled again and strained her neck to see what Kate was doing.
“Getting antsy, angel?”
Her head plopped back on the pillow. “A bit.”
“Who are you addressing, sub?” Kate’s words lashed harder than a whip.
“Mistress!” Yvonne squeaked.
“That slip just cost you the warmup I was preparing.” Kate showed her the suede flogger, and Yvonne pouted. The heavy thudding of the strands was like a massage, and both Kate and Chris were masters with it. Kate leaned in for a kiss and tugged on Yvonne’s bottom lip before pulling back.
Kate smiled and stroked her thumb over the small hurt before she patted Yvonne’s cheek. “For any cramps or discomfort use yellow. Red or appel make the scene stop, okay?”
Yvonne nodded and let out a shuddering breath. I can do this. Whatever this is.
“Let’s not make you wait any longer or your head might explode.”
Kate pushed a rolling chair between Yvonne’s legs and settled with a box in her hands. She adjusted Yvonne’s position, so her ass was even more over the edge and the chains pulled taut.
“Not too much strain on your arms?”
Yvonne shook her head. “No, Mistress.”
“That’s good, because that’s not where I want tension.”
Kate pressed something sticky on Yvonne’s left butt cheek and repeated the movement on the other side. Next, she lifted the box from beside Yvonne’s hip.
At first, nothing seemed to happen, but then a tickling and prickling sensation had her muscles contracting.
“Electrodes?” Yvonne lifted her head again, but she couldn’t see what Kate was doing.
“Yes, my dear. This is an adjusted TENS device. I wonder if I can make you come without any additional stimulation?”
Yvonne tried to answer, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the tapping sensation turned into little needles, and her head flopped back again. Electro-play could plain hurt, but in the hands of a skilled sadist, it had the power to send her into ecstasy.
As with the flogger, Kate proved to be a master with the device as well.
She worked Yvonne to the brink of orgasm repeatedly, only to dial back or replace the contact pads and stimulate different areas of Yvonne’s lower half.
The TENS clenched and unclenched her muscles.
Depending on the electrodes’ placement, it came close to orgasm.
The knowledge that Kate controlled those contractions, and their intensity was heady.
By the time Yvonne was ready to beg for release, the bedroom door opened, and Chris halted on the threshold. “Now, isn’t that a sight for a tired and hardworking man.”
“Hey, imp, how about you take a shower and join us. Our angel has been a very good girl, and she deserves to come.”
“Does she now?” Chris grinned. “Then I’d better make it quick, because our Mistress could probably do with a good hard fucking, too, right?”
As Chris turned to go, Kate’s full attention landed back on her.
With a wicked grin, Kate lifted the device and ever so slowly lowered her hand to the dial.
Yvonne lay still and watched breathlessly.
It was probably that helpless feeling even more so than the physical stimulus that made playing with Kate so amazing.