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My mistress.

Tags : BDSM / a little bit anal / overstimulation

Dom!Lisa and Sub!Jennie

Sorry for my mistakes.

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Jennie can't see anything so that leaves all her other senses heightened. She tries to pay attention to any source of sound, any particular smell, or anything at all, but all she hears is her own rapid breathing. She feels her heart pounding in her chest in excitement and she involuntarily tries to move against her restraints.

The redhead's bent over a leather bench, in her wrists are leather cuffs with O-rings attached to the bench, making it impossible for her to move. She's starting to ache form being in this position, especially her arms.

It feels like she's been here an eternity, she hangs her head down and breathes, trying to control her fast-beating heart.

"Ready to behave?"

Jennie feels her body jump and she yelps in surprise, hearing the voice directly in front of her.

"Fuck, you scared me," she says, lifting her head.

Jennie receives a harsh slap to her cheek, which also takes her by surprise.

"Did you forget how to talk to your owner, pet?" the voice is closer to her now and, by the sound of it, Jennie knows the owner of the voice is gritting her teeth.

"Sorry, Lisa-,"

Another slap to her other cheek cuts her off and she breathes in, feeling both her cheeks sting.

"Someone's being a little extra bratty today, isn't it right, slut?"

Jennie turns the head to where the voice is.

"Yes, mistress," she says finally.

"That's better,"

Jennie feels her blindfold being removed and she blinks a little while her eyes get used to the light and they finally focus on the brunette standing in front of her.

Lisa is standing with a stern look as she looks down at Jennie. She's wearing knee-high black leather boots, a short black skirt that goes just enough to cover her butt, a black bat halter top, which actually looks like a bat's wings, that has three hoops, one on the valley between her breasts and two others on top of each breast, all three connected by a black spaghetti strap that goes up behind Lisa's neck, making her breasts look larger, and she's wearing an open black leather blazer, which is currently open. She has some dark makeup on, and her hair is long, light waves cascading down her shoulders.

"You know, when you said you were feeling 'extra naughty' I didn't think you meant this, because I thought 'well, certainly, my slut knows how she's supposed to behave'," Lisa says with a small chuckle, circling Jennie before she stops behind her.

Jennie bites her lip, head moving from side to side to try and see what Lisa's doing.

"But well, I thought wrong," she says, "Guess my little pet does need some punishment."

"God, I've just been dying to be fucked real good," Jennie says with a smirk and bites her lower lip.

"Have you learned nothing?" Lisa asks. "Someone needs another spanking."

Jennie doesn't say anything, she feels Lisa put another ball gag on her, this time, it's bigger. And she groans against it when she feels the brunette press something cold against her pussy lips and she tilts her head. She wants to say something, but she just groans against her gag and tries to fight against her restraints. She groans louder when she feels Lisa push the ice cube inside her and she hums and shuts her eyes.