Chapter 13
“Oryctography.”
Wendy stared at me with a bemused smile, clearly in character already, but never able to go full mean girl…Wendy was just too damn sweet.
“I don’t need the definition.”
“But I’ll give you it…it’s a term for describing minerals, derived from ancient Gr?—“
“You could have just picked, like, kumquat like a normal person.” Wendy tried sneering before breaking into a smile. She dropped the veil of her character and leaned forward to hug me, which I accepted readily.
“Mmm…hi there…” I said. I accepted her kiss even more readily.
“Hey,” she said, nuzzling my neck. She held me by my shoulders and pushed me away slightly so she could get a better look. “Oh, my god, Em, you look fantastic.”
It was tough to make me blush, but, Wendy was a person who could do it with ease. “Thank you…” I said, holding the pendant between my fingers and sliding it along the chain. “Morrigan said look fancy, so, you know how much I like following her orders.”
“Well, I’m sure she will appreciate it.” We walked into the foyer, Wendy’s dark blue dress clinging to her curves perfectly.
Once we got into the main room, Wendy turned on her heel and looked back at me, hands on her hips, her lips curled into a devious smile.
“What?” I said.
“Knees.” She said, pointing to the ground in front of her. I guess the plan was to get things off to an early start tonight, and I was very OK with that.
The actual getting on my knees part, though, was a bit of torture, as kneeling in a tight dress like the one I was wearing was damn near impossible.
But, I complied, of course. I went down on one knee first, hiking my dress halfway up my thighs, coming dangerously close to exposing myself and my choice of underwear.
God forbid someone in this house see me naked.
I finally got into a kneeling position, my hands on my thighs, eyes straight ahead, the perfect submissive.
“Very good, you’re eager to follow anyone’s orders tonight, aren’t you?” Wendy walked around me, her heels echoing through the house.
“If they all look as beautiful as you, then, yes, mistress.” I said.
“Oh, Emma…” She wrapped her hand around my chin, guiding my gaze up to her.
It certainly wasn’t the first time I’d seen Wendy from this powerful angle, but every time I did I got butterflies.
“They are so beautiful, and so ready, and so…so eager.” she gripped the underside of my jaw, slipping her thumb into my mouth, prodding at my tongue.
Something about fingers in my mouth activated a deep center in my brain, turning me on effortlessly, and the demented smile on Wendy’s face told me she was doing this for that reason exactly.
“Looks like you’re pretty eager too, aren’t you?” Wendy pushed her thumb around in my mouth and I licked it, contorting my tongue around it, an example of the skills I was sure I would display later tonight on no less than five women.
But, in this moment of complete sensuality, I had an idea to mix things up a bit.
BDSM, at its heart, is about an exchange of power.
Many of the instructions are very direct, and dommes and subs are expected to communicate their needs and desires explicitly and comprehensively.
But, there are more subtle techniques that come into play once you’re comfortable enough with someone to truly test their boundaries, to step up to the line and put your toe over it with a smirk.
There are times someone like me wants to be as bratty as possible and pay for it in pleasure.There are ways to signal this to a domme, to tell her “I want you to ruin me. I want to be an absolute menace that you just have to deal with.”
So, with all this in mind, I felt the thumb in my mouth, against my teeth, with Wendy continuing to tease and play.
And then, I bit down.
The moment my teeth clamped onto her thumb, her eyes went wide. Of course, I didn’t do it hard enough to cause any real damage, just enough to leave an impression of my teeth and maybe a little red mark that would still be there the next day, a reminder of the fun of tonight.
“Oh…you’re that kind of brat tonight, aren’t you?” Wendy said, trying to scowl and seem serious…at least she was doing her best, as I could tell this was hitting a special place in her as well.
I nodded, my teeth still applying pressure, and gave Wendy the most innocent, doe-eyed look I could summon.
“Mmm hmmm…” I said.I knew exactly what I had started, and I was getting wetter by the moment just thinking about it.
“Morrigan…” Wendy trilled, “you should get in here and see what your bratty sub is already up to…”
We held our position for a few moments, my mouth straining a bit to hold itself closed, but Wendy and I had a commitment to the theatricality of it all.
Wendy’s nipples had stiffened under the blue fabric of her dress…
I was lucky enough to grab a few peeks, but I knew enough to not stare too long.
A little peek never hurt anyone, and, well…
even if I did get hurt, a bit of that was probably already on the menu for the night.
“Emma, what on earth are you doing to my lovely wife?” Morrigan’s voice was stern, overly so.
“She’s biting me, Morrigan…the outright disrespect…she’s a guest in our house, and…now this!” Wendy said.
“Well, dear, don’t worry…” Morrigan stepped over and patted Wendy on the shoulder, then kissed her deeply. “She has plenty of punishment lined up for her tonight.” She then turned to me, eyes narrowed. “Stand up.”
I released my bite and pulled away, giving a half wink to Wendy as I relented from our fun. But I didn’t waste time getting up from my knees…I could see the look on Morrigan’s face telling me that she wanted to get tonight’s activities moving, and who the fuck was I to stop her?
Morrigan is a good five inches taller than me, so as we stood face to face, I couldn’t avoid craning my neck upward to witness her.
Most women can’t help but be submissive to someone like Morrigan when there’s so much height disparity.
Some days I could stand up to it, but tonight was not one of those.
“Do you want a creative punishment for the great injustice you’ve done to my lovely wife, Emma?
” Morrigan moved against me, pressing her chest into mine, backing me against the wall.
She put her hand on the wall above my head, some move from anime I couldn’t remember the name of because I was sort of focused on the gorgeous woman dominating me right now.
“I do like a surprise, if you think you can surprise me, Mistress Morrigan.” I said, carrying my bratty attitude, wanting Morrigan to know just how much I wanted to be laid to waste tonight.
“You know what would be rather surprising…” With her free hand, Morrigan scraped her nails along the front of my thigh, inching my dress out of the way, her hand slipping under the slit.
“What if I didn’t punish you at all?” Morrigan made fierce eye contact and I returned it, savoring every microscopic change in temperament as we remained so close.
“What if…” her hand slid up further, her fingertips touching the lace at the edge of my panties before moving closer to my center, discovering the surprise I’d been waiting to reveal.
“Oh, Emma…you’re too kind, wearing crotchless panties for your mistress.” Morrigan ran her fingers along my labia, massaging me, feeling the wetness that had already gathered. “You’re an eager little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes Mistress.” I said, relaxing as Morrigan guided her fingers between my lips, the wetness even more clear there.
“I’m going to challenge you a little, dear Emma. Do you want to hear the challenge?”
“Yes Mistress.” The brat in me was neutralized for now. After a day of depriving myself of any attention, Morrigan’s hand was heaven between my thighs.
“I want to make you come, Emma, I really do.” Morrigan hooked her index and middle fingers, drawing my lips open, preparing me more.
I let out a guttural moan, closing my eyes as the pleasure overwhelmed me.
“But…that right there, that’s what you’re not allowed to do.
” She stared deep into my eyes. “As long as you can stay silent, as long as you can keep that bratty little mouth closed, as long as you’re not moaning or carrying on about how amazing it feels to have your Mistress’ fingers inside of you, I’ll keep doing it until you come.
” Morrigan slipped a finger inside of me, just the first knuckle of her middle finger, teasing me.
“But the moment you make a noise, I stop. And you’ll need to wait to get off until I say you can.
” Morrigan leaned down and licked from my collarbone up to my ear, a move that always made me lose it…
which is why she did it, as she was trying to coax a reaction out of me. “Deal?”
I nodded, trying to calm myself as much as I could to prepare.
“Oh, Morrigan, she sounds ready for you…” Wendy came into my field of vision, now crowded by both of these beautiful women, both pressed so close to me, a claustrophobia I didn’t mind.
“She certainly is, Wendy…Emma, tell Wendy how ready you are for me.”
I stared at Morrigan and kept my mouth shut, smirking.
“I knew you were far too experienced to have a silly little slip-up like that, Emma…” Morrigan worked her finger deeper into me, the wetness giving her the ability to glide into me without even a moment of hesitation, my body accepting her, needing her, craving what she could give me.
But as the storm erupted in the rest of my body, brought on by Morrigan’s strong winds and stronger actions, my face, and more importantly my mouth, remained as placid and silent as I could make them.