SURPRISE FOR LISA

BY THE ONE

Continued from “Alice’s Rebellion”

Ever since Alice had tried and failed to capture Lisa, she had stayed strangely passive around her friend. Of course, they talked and laughed and were best friends, but Alice made no more moves to be equal with Lisa, and obeyed her friend’s commands. Lisa was satisfied, thinking she had finally become unofficial mistress of all the girls who took part in the games (voluntarily or not). But, Alice had other ideas…

One day, though, Alice did not meet Lisa in front of the school to walk in together. Her car was there, but she was not. Lisa found this strange. Alice was always there, and especially since her car was parked right beside Lisa’s. Another little rebellion, I suppose. Lisa thought to herself. She walked calmly into the band room and scanned around for Alice. She wasn’t there. There was, however, a woman dressed all in red leather and holding a long whip coiled up in her hand. She glanced up at Lisa.

“Um, hi!” Lisa greeted, “Who are you?”

“You must be Lisa?” Lisa slowly nodded. “My name is Lady Monique.” She sauntered over to Lisa, who slowly put down her backpack. The woman’s eyes narrowed, and faster than Lisa’s eyes could follow, she uncoiled the whip and cracked it across Lisa’s chest. She staggered back, shocked. Lady Monique smiled, “But you can call me ‘Mistress!’”

Lisa suddenly realized what this was about. She turned and tried to flee, but the whip wrapped around her ankles and in a half-second, she was flat on the floor, looking up at Lady Monique, who was laughing in her face. She grabbed Lisa by her legs and dragged her to the back closet. There, Lisa saw a box of various bondage equipment and tried to jump up, but was leveled again by the whip. “HELP!” she cried, but Lady Monique was upon her.

In a few minutes, Lisa was stripped to her bra and thong. She was hogtied tightly on the ground. The knots were professional; there was no escape. A bit gag was shoved between her teeth, muffling her. Lady Monique sat back and admired her work.

“Leh me oh!” Lisa cried through her gag, “LEH ME OH!”

“Hush!” Lady Monique scolded, and cracked her whip across Lisa’s ass. The bound girl cried out in pain. “Apologize!”

“NO!” Lisa kicked and struggled.

Lady Monique bent down and exposed Lisa’s breasts. The whip cracked twice, once on each nipple. Lisa screamed in pain, and began to cry. Her captor leaned in close to her face. “Apologize to your mistress!”

“Sorry,” Lisa mumbled past the gag.

Lady Monique slapped her in the face. “Show respect, young lady!”

“I’m sorry.”

Another slap. “Call me by my title!”

Lisa paused. She called no one ‘mistress!’

Crack! Across the ass. Crack! Crack! One on each breast. Lisa cried harder, and begged, “Leeze, stop!”

Lady Monique pulled Lisa’s panties away from her crotch. She threaded the whip through them, then pushed it the rest of the way between Lisa’s bound legs. Positioning herself, the dominatrix pulled the whip back and forth, pulling hard at the same time so that friction was created, making heat. It made searing heat that made Lisa’s crotch feel like it was on fire (and not in a good way). The girl screamed and cried, but the torture didn’t stop. Struggling only made things worse.

Finally, after at least five minutes that seemed like five years, Lady Monique stopped. She let the whip in place, and bent close to Lisa’s face. She took the bit out of her mouth. “Admit that I am your mistress and apologize for being a bad girl!” she purred. Lisa whimpered. “Do it, or you’ll get five more minutes of the Whip Massage!”

Lisa tried to hold back her tears and whispered, “Please, stop!”

Low and threatening, Lady Monique said, “You get one more chance.”

Defeated, and faced with another pussy-burning Whip Massage, Lisa stuttered, “Please M-m-Mistress! Please stop! I’ve…I’ve been a very b-bad girl!”

Lady Monique sat back on her heels, “That’s better! Now I think there’s someone else who wants to hear you say that…”

On cue, Alice stepped out from behind a cabinet. In her hand was a video camera aimed at Lisa. “Well, well, well. Look who’s the big girl now!”

Lisa snarled at Alice, and Lady Monique slapped her in the face. “You will show respect!” she cried.

Alice cut in, “Thank you for your services, Lady Monique. You may go. Your payment will come in the mail this week.”

Lady Monique looked a little disappointed. “As you wish.” She pulled her whip out from between Lisa’s legs, giving her captive one last burning sting. “Thank you, Alice. It’s been a most pleasant morning!” She looked at Lisa, “She is your mistress now, and you will treat her as such. Or else I will hear about it…” She left with a wave and strode through the band room, drawing confused looks from the assembling orchestra.

Back in the closet, Alice knelt down by Lisa, who was still bound. “Anything you’d like to say?”

“Turn that stupid camera off!” Lisa spat.

“Now, now, I don’t think that’s any way to speak to your mistress!” Alice set the camera on a chair, facing them. “I think you need to be taught a lesson!” She pulled a strap-on out of the box of bondage equipment, removed her own panties, and strapped the fake dick on. Lisa eyed her with contempt.

“Alice! I swear, once I get out of this, you’ll pay if that thing touches me!”

“Aw, and would you like another visit from Lady Monique?” Alice purred.

Lisa paled a little.

“I thought not! Now, where were we?”

Alice cut the rope that kept Lisa hogtied. Her arms and ankles were still securely bound, so she couldn’t escape. Alice rolled Lisa over onto her back. Grabbing her captive’s knees, she stretched her legs out. She couldn’t use the strap-on as long as Lisa’s legs were tied together, so Alice untied Lady Monique’s professional knots and spread Lisa’s legs apart.

Lisa began to beg, “Please, Alice, I’ll be nicer to you! Don’t do this to me! Please…Mistress!”

“Ooo! Such a good girl!” Alice tongue-kissed Lisa. “Oh well!” She positioned herself and thrust her hips toward her target.

The strap-on penetrated deep into Lisa’s cunt the first time Alice tried. Sex didn’t hurt Lisa anymore normally, but this went in so far so fast that there was a little pain. Her protests turn to moans as Alice fucked her friend with the fake cock. Over and over, in and out, Lisa moved gradually toward her orgasm. Finally, with the camera capturing every moment, Lisa came with a cry of release.

Alice pulled out of Lisa’s cunt, the strap-on covered in her friend’s cum. “Now, taste yourself!” she cried.

“No, Alice, please! MMMFFF!”

Alice had crawled up Lisa’s body and shoved the dripping strap-on into her mouth. With disgust, she felt and tasted her own cum dripping down her face and in her mouth, coating her tongue and throat.

Then, Alice pulled away, took the strap-on off, and mounted Lisa’s face again. “My turn!” she cried, “Now be a good little girl and help me cum!”

“Alice!” Lisa moaned, “Please, no! Please!”

“Do it, Lisa.” Alice commanded. “This is not a question! It’s an order! Besides, I thought you liked tasting me! You always said I have a nice flavor!”

“Nnnn…” Lisa whimpered.

Alice sat down a little further. “Enough from you! Let’s have less attitude and more licking!”

Lisa had no choice. She gave in and began stimulating Alice. She couldn’t believe she had allowed herself to be captured! Her reign as mistress had just started!

As Lisa was thinking, Alice was nearing her orgasm. Suddenly Lisa was pulled from her thoughts by Alice’s crotch contracting. She stuck her tongue in farther to end the torment as quickly as possible, and Alice came with a cry all over Lisa’s face and hair. Lisa recoiled in disgust and humiliation. Satisfied, Alice reached for the camera.

She aimed the lens at Lisa’s cum-covered face and commanded, “Okay, Lisa, tell us what happened just now! In full detail and using my title, of course.”

Lisa sighed, too tired and defeated to protest, “Um, M-…Mistress Alice…um, just came all over my face. I stimulated her with my t-tongue.”

“And what about before that? Tell us about your lesson.”

“Lady…Lady Monique taught me to…to…to show respect to my mistresses.”

“And did you enjoy your little adventure today?”

Lisa paused.

Alice leaned in next to Lisa’s face so they were both in the camera’s view. “Yes she did! Lisa used to be a bad little girl, but with a little discipline…” Alice licked a trail of her own cum off of Lisa’s cheek, then tongue-kissed her. “…she turned into an obedient little angel! Isn’t that right, Lisa?”

“Y-yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes…Mistress.”

“Good girl!” Alice turned the camera off.

After Alice untied Lisa and the girls had cleaned up and dressed, Lisa muttered, “I hate you, Alice! I fucking hate you!” She wasn’t kidding.

“Aw, no you don’t!” Alice responded, touching Lisa’s shoulders. The other girl smacked her hand away.

“Don’t touch me! You had your fun and you made your point, so just leave me the fuck alone!!”

“Now is that any way to treat your…”

“Don’t say it! Don’t you dare say it! To anyone! It’s over! You won, okay! Happy now?” Lisa whirled around and stormed out of the room.

Alice was speechless. She hadn’t expected Lisa to react that way. I have to make it up to her! She thought desperately. It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this!! She ran after Lisa, calling her friend’s name…

Continued in “High Tensions”