Fan Fiction
Contents - [Prologue|Chapter 1|Chapter 2|Chapter 3|Chapter 4|Chapter 5|Chapter 6|Chapter 7|Chapter 8|Chapter 9|Chapter 10|Chapter 11|Ending #1|Ending #2|Ending #3|Ending #4]
Codes: Fdom/F, Mdom/F, M+/F, MC, BDSM
Dizzy lay on her stomach, nude, purring as Liss massaged her. She didn't know why — could hardly remember anything from five minutes ago — but it just felt good.
"Mmm ... my good little kitten," murmured Liss, stroking along Dizzy's wings, then along her lower back, rubbing at her rear. "When I'm done ... all you'll feel is pleasure."
Dizzy shuddered and let out a soft coo, squirming at the touch, gasping slightly when Liss began to stroke along her tail.
Liss chuckled. "Even if you feel pain, it will give you pleasure," she said, rubbing with one hand now as she neared the end of her tail. "I could spank the hell out of you, and it would make you cum ..." She began stroking at Dizzy's legs.
Dizzy lay there, breathing heavily and purring. Spanking could make her cum now? To her mild surprise, the thought didn't bother her at all. She squeaked and squirmed a bit as Liss began rubbing her feet.
"Oops!" Liss giggled. "Are you ticklish?" She reached back up to stroke at Dizzy's hair. "Okay. Lie on your back now ..."
Dizzy rolled onto her back; it wasn't really comfortable with her wings and tail, but she managed to shift herself into a position that didn't really hurt. And then she blinked, realizing that it actually felt good to begin with ...
Liss chuckled, beginning to stroke Dizzy's legs once more. "Oh, you're so deliciously adorable!" she said. "I might even have to make you eat me when I'm done ..."
Her hands went up to Dizzy's groin, and she shuddered, moaning loudly at the sudden sensation of building pleasure, taking seconds to doing the work of a pair of fingers in five minutes. Liss rubbed at Dizzy's sex very thoroughly, inside and out, every touch sending spasms of pleasure running through her ...
"Cum for me," whispered Liss, and Dizzy squealed as she came, another spasm of pleasure running through her, eyes squeezed shut and moaning loudly ...
Liss grinned. "Oh, you're such a delicious little pet!" she said, beginning to rub up Dizzy's stomach and up onto her breasts.
She carefully avoided Dizzy's nipples at first, then rubbed them. Dizzy moaned, squirming and shuddering, and then Liss pinched them hard. Dizzy yelped, almost struggling, but then she realized it felt good ...
"Confused?" said Liss, grinning. "Don't worry — it'll pass. You'll learn to associate pain ..." She reached down and viciously grabbed Dizzy's clit. "... with pleasure."
Dizzy screamed, a violent orgasm rocking through her body, and she moaned, lying there limply, blushing deeply and shivering ...
Liss grinned, and pulled Dizzy close, the smaller girl's back pressed against her front. She pulled Dizzy's hands behind her own back and cuffed them together, then lifted up Dizzy by her knees, pulling her legs apart and lewdly displaying her legs as she stood up. "We're going back to the dungeon," Liss whispered as she carried Dizzy out of the room, but not before strapping a ring gag to her face.
Dizzy was barely aware of the trip, and by the end, she was barely aware of what Liss had said at the beginning of it. She recognized the dungeon, though; or at least, she knew she being carried into the dungeon.
"We won't need the aphrodisiac this time," said Millier as he detatched Dizzy from Liss and cuffed her arms to her tail. "I imagine that the ... discomfort will be enough." He carried her to a sort of wedge of wood. "This is called a wooden horse," he explained.
Liss spread Dizzy's pussylips with her fingers, and the two of them carefully lowered Dizzy down onto it. Dizzy yelped, wincing as she was hit by a stab of pain and pleasure, shivering as Miller cuffed her ankles to the bottom.
Miller wrapped Dizzy's tail in a sort of sleeve, then cinched it shut, painfully tight. "I guess we chould call this a tail-corset," he said with a shrug, attatching it to a chain on the ceiling. This basically forced Dizzy to bend forward, lying across the horse. It was just short enough so that her chin and her rear were both just off their respective edges.
"She looks so adorable and helpless," murmured Liss, stroking Dizzy's hair and putting a blindfold on her. "You were right — instilling masochism does make it easier to keep her pleasured."
Miller grinned. "Betcha she'll heal quicker, too," he said. "Anyway, time to let the fun begin!"
Dizzy couldn't hear them; all she was aware of was the line of pain and pleasure all across her front, the haze of arousal building up in her body, washing away all other sensations ...
Then there was a cool, liquid sensation of lubricant against her anus, before suddenly she felt someone thrusting into her rear. She squealed, only to find someone else's cock entering her mouth; instinctively, the began licking and suckling. The person in her mouth began stroking her hair, and she purred, her mouth vibrating.
As the thrusts continued, she felt her arousal building, and it wasn't long before her body shuddered, her body rocking with the sensations, and there was a groan from behind her before the man came in her rear, shuddering. He withdrew, and someone else immediately took his place.
The man in her mouth suddenly withdrew, spraying her face with cum. She gasped, some of it spraying into her mouth, and she swallowed, just in time for someone else to press into her mouth. She whimpered, but quickly resumed licking and suckling.
Without warning, her body suddenly shuddered, and she came, moaning loudly with arousal. But the movements didn't cease, and the cycle of fucking and replacing continued ...
Liss grinned as she watched the scene unfolding below them. The scientists abusing Dizzy now seemed almost desperate; being single men working on a project that involved contact with precisely two females tended to cause a certain amount of frustration, which was relieved by the nature of said contact.
She didn't even notice as Miller came up behind her, until he snapped the collar around her neck. She whirled around to face him, and he said, "You are perfectly fine with this happening. When we are alone, you are submissive to me. Every other time, things are perfectly normal, and your collar is a fashion statement."
Liss wobbled a moment. Then the collar's power took hold ... "Yes," she said, smiling.
Miller grinned; one should always have the Command Gear completely in one's control. "Now, get down on your knees and start sucking."
Liss nodded, sank down to her knees, and pulled down Miller's pants and underwear, promptly taking his length into her mouth. She began licking, suckling, and purring, her mouth vibrating around his length.
"Ahh, there's a good girl," said Miller, stroking her hair and grinning. "Now start fingering yourself, and cum at the same time as I do."
Liss shivered, and reached under her thong, moaning with arousal as she began fingering herself, but didn't even slow her suckings. "Mmmph ...!"
"There you go," murmured Miller. "Good girl ..." If there was one thing that turned him on, it was being in complete and utter control of a woman. And getting sucked off by her, of course.
The woman kneeling before him simply continued sucking enthusiastically, purring more loudly and licking harder, eyes squeezed shut. Miller thrust his length into her throat, and she gasped, but didn't even let up.
It didn't take long before he groaned, shooting his cum down her throat, and she gasped at the same moment, moaning as her juices splashed from her sex around her fingers.
"Ahh ... that's a good girl," murmured Miller, stroking her hair. "Now let's go check on Dizzy ..."
Dizzy woke up and let out a soft groan. She dimly recalled a comment Johnny had made once about how it was a good idea to completely drain a rechargable battery down to "completely empty" before it should be recharged, and now she had an idea of what the battery would feel like afterwards.
There was a pressure all over her body, especially in her sex. She was also upright, with her hands pinned to her sides, and apparently hanging from something; this probably meant she wasn't on the horse anymore. She was also ballgagged. She whimpered softly, opening her eyes a crack, and then wincing at the brightness.
"Good girl," said Miller, stroking her cheek. "You're awake! Come look at your latest bonds ..."
Dizzy blinked a few eyes, letting her eyes adjust, and looked down. Crisscrossing her body, framing her breasts and tail, and digging into her sex, was a silken rope. She whimpered softly.
"One of the relics from Japan," Miller whispered in her ear. "A type of rope bondage called shibari." He kissed her cheek, and she shivered. He smiled. "I think you can just about handle one more orgasm," he added, reaching down to rub at her clit.
She gasped, squeezing her eyes shut and whimpering through the gag. "Oh, don't worry," said Miller, rubbing harder and pinching it a bit. "It feels pleasurable, doesn't it?"
Dizzy moaned, squirming, losing herself to the pleasure. It was all a blur of pain and pleasure now, and she was hardly aware of the specifics. A shudder ran through her, and she gasped, shuddering as she felt nothing except the all-over pressure and the feel of Miller's fingers on her clit ...
Finally, she cried out as she came one last time, and then fainted.
"We ready to move in?"
"Yep."
"Definitely."
"Then ... let's go."